Mama’s Prayers Songtext
von Mesus

Don′t care about the Devil's plan, here I am, take me out
I ain′t scared, no weapon formed against me, prosper, amen
Wasn't dealt a shitty hand, but shit just happens, gotta roll with it
My old man was a good man, 'til them demons got a hold of him
And now, they throwin′ sin at me, he′s Christian, why's he cussin′?
I'm just talkin′, sorry, maybe you ain't part of this discussion
′Fore, you judgin', lookin' down at where I′m at, look how far I climbed
Can we stop and celebrate I made it out a life of crime?

Used to break ′em down to dimes, friends approachin' me like fiends
How the hell I′m s'posed to tell that testimony squeaky clean?
I done seen shit you ain′t seen, I done did shit you ain't done
Got in young, traded off my skateboard for my first gun

Daddy likes to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy′s shoes
When my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Momma cried herself to sleep, son ain't playin′ by the rules
When my God is for me, only thing that I can′t do is lose


I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not 'cause I ain′t fought, 'cause I learned to get up off my back
That′s a fact, sinner to a winner, winner to the champ, hell and back
Without my mama's prayers, Lord knows where I′d be at, yah!

Now, I lay me down to sleep, mama's prayers that goin' in my head, while I′m rollin′ down the street
I got that pistol in the glove box, prayin' they don′t make me reach
And, honestly, I'd rather box, but these cowards afraid of beatings
Anxiety, testin′ my sobriety, flippin' through the news, witnessing New Testiment on my TV
Don′t make 'em like they used to, I feel bad for our society
I pray my generation ain't the last one of a dyin′ breed

What happened to America? You talk about one nation under God, they try to bury ya
I said, "What happened to America? Mama, I know God hear you, so I pray you say a prayer for us"

Daddy likes to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy′s shoes
When my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Momma cried herself to sleep, son ain′t playin' by the rules
When my God is for me, only thing that I can′t do is lose

I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not 'cause I ain′t fought, 'cause I learned to get up off my back
That's a fact, sinner to a winner, winner to the champ, hell and back
Without my mama′s prayers, Lord knows where I′d be at, yah!