Linkz Boogz - Pray For You

When you in the game homie you get played
Like a pawn piece in your youthful days
No one thats telling the truth is safe
Keep it underground in my Puma suedes
Big Mikey put in over time
And I'm gonna take it cause I know it's mine
I'ma pop up when I know it's time
I'm like RZA dog cause I'm so Divine
They moving like they got a boneless spine
Between good and bad I'm on the border line
Act up if you wanna, ain't no weapon formed against me thats gon' fall in line
I stick to my guns all the time
I'ma handle mine, I don't call the swine
In the field with a sword and shield
Too much ground to cover, where the fuck to draw the line
Niggas know what it is, Ghetto Grimy Muzik always gonna live
Pussy haters gonna run they lips on that silly shit
Critics that got no experience
I just play the back and I do me
Smoke weed and feel groovy
And them bags looking real poofy
They on the internet acting goofy too loosely
Excuse me, thought you had it all
But you ain't even that involved
You cappin' but the hat is off
You chased the bag but you ran it off
Hanging with some loose canon balls
Behaving like a bunch of animals
Love to see me down but I'm standing tall
And I'ma still pray for you
Cause thou not know what they do
I'ma pray for you
Have faith for you
May you see the light, you ain't thinking right
Ain't nothing really I could say to you but just pray for you
Cause it's getting real
Grimy out here, grimy out here
I gotta pray for you
Ok now lets go back to when life wasn't stressful
With my little brother used to wrestle
Stillmatic, listening to Esco
But these days seems like now theres less codes
And everybody's feeling special
I don't really write this to impress you
I guess it's really more to test you
To just keep it a buck this my therapy
Speak my truth inside these bars and melodies
Tryna cope and figure out some remedies
But it feels like everyones my enemy
With these new laws where my rights go?
Speak out they'll paint you like a psycho
Stick to the program or get towed man
Before I go out I'ma go ham
I'ma pray for you
Have faith for you
May you see the light, you ain't thinking right
Ain't nothing really I could say to you but just pray for you
Cause it's getting real

Written by:
Michael Taveras

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