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  • Текст песни Beyonce ft Jay-Z - Pray

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    Look, mindstate of a gangster from the 40's
    Meet the vicious mind of motown's Berry Gordi
    Turn crack rocks into a chain of 40/40's
    Sorry my jewlerys so gordy
    Slid into the party with my new pair of Maurys
    America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
    Hey young world wanna hear a story?
    Close your eyes and you could pretend your me
    A cut from the cloth of the kennedys
    Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genevees
    This is the genesis of a nemesis
    Mother america's not witnessing
    The harlem renescance birthed black buisnesses
    This is the tale of lost innocence
    As the inncents burn and the turn tables turn and that Al Greens plays
    I see my mother's afro as momma taps her toes as she rolls her jays
    And my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray
    And she's trying to calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day
    And what tommorow has in store we could never be sure so all we can do is
    Pray

    [Beyonce: Talking]

    [Verse 2: Jay-Z]
    As I head towrards my home room I observe the rooms though needles on the ground
    I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer in the BM with the top down
    As the girls start to giggle I ask why you laugh they say "you too little"
    One day you'll understand when you become a man 'bout things you have to get you
    Fast foward freeze frame on my pistol
    Fist full of dollers ignorence is so blissfull
    I didn't choose this life this life chose me
    Around here is the shit that you just do
    I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
    They had they guns drawn screaming just move
    Unless there something else you suggest we can do
    He made his way to the trunk, opened it like a hu
    A treasure chest was removed
    Cops said he'll be back next month
    What we called Kurrup he called paying dues
    Now when the rules is blurred as they hears a blurr what am I to do
    But pray, pray the lord forgive me
    Pray guys goodbye for what I'm a go through
    Pray

    [Beyonce: Talking]

    Anyway this whole pressure into drug confession
    Flurrishes like beverages hu refreshing
    Sweet taste of sin everything I've seen made me everything I am
    Bad drug dealer or I victim I beg
    What came first moving chickens or the egg

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