And I Pray (feat. Aaron Thompson) Video (MV)

I think I'm losing my mind
Praying to never get signed
Lined up with these kids spittin
Trippin on what I say-I'm rippin
Dippin into my reserve
Only to preserve pure hip hop
I clip lock and load to blast
But that kinda thing don't last
I'm down and out-bout to end it
Can't defend it-I turn an lend it
On deaf ears-my lyrics fall flat
And there's no line after that
Its all over-they aint listenin
The saliva upon my lips its glistening
My thoughts are to put fists in em
But it aint worth the time
I question these efforts still tryin to shine
Blind to the facts- I lost all my contacts
And I'm alone in this game strugglin
Hustlin to reach out to the heads
But they turnin like I'm in feds beds
Leakin info-I aint with that
But they still turn their back
Regardless of how I rap
Regardless of who I attack
Need I ghostwrite for yall to feel me
It's just too raw for u to know the real me

I'm tired of all the games
Why do I feel like I'm alone
On the longest days
Have you all gone astray
Lord, I pray
Oh we need to change

We only have one life to live
So live it-don't just turn and give it
Like hand me downs-these clowns
Think they can write some rhymes
Get with the times and be posers
Catch some heat and I'm spittin closers
Putting an end to hip hop blasphemies
I'm grippin the mic-like this the last of these
I'm talkin bout tracks I'll make
I'm talkin about a mic I'll take
Snatch from a youngin and put work in
Don't get it twisted I'm in the midst lurkin
Just don't need to show face
Don't need to keep pace with wannabe stars
Bars ahead of the game forget hollywood fame
I'm out to make a street name
With some credibility
Invincibility is a thing of the movies
Fictional like rappers not havin male groupies
Like newbies steppin on toes with no flow
Lord knows-and I pray and I pray
That I can keep my sanity in someway

I'm tired of all the games
Why do I feel like I'm alone on the longest days
Have you all gone astray
Lord, I pray
Oh, we need to change

I don't need the money
I don't need the fame
I don't need the honeys
I don't need the dames
I don't need the drugs
The cocaine
I don't need the dubs
On the Mustang
I don't need the cars
Or an aeroplane
Or to be a star and have to change names
I don't need the bling
And the fancy chains
I just wanna sing
Not just anything
I want a new life
Not to be the same
I wanna follow Christ
Cause he took the blame