Papoose - Sinner's Prayer lyrics

[Hook – Saigon] Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? This is a sinner's prayer When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? [Verse 1 – Saigon] If they wishin' to be dishonest I think they got they mission accomplished We still don't know the real definition of Congress I love the Obamas—Barack and Michelle But it's been five years, my block still hot as hell Ain't nobody else gon' say it, I might as well If you don't like the beat, well, then play this sh** acapell' Somethin' you need to hear—I'm like the new Makavell' With a lot to tell, I can change the game by myself But I said, "f** all that, I'm finna call Pap" His phone dead, left him a message to call back It's all black everything, everything all black Even our mind frames—we taking it all back You n***as say, “Brian, you delusional You read too many books in the pen, and them muhf**ers confusin' you” Fathe,r forgive me for not living so positively My apologies, Lord, please, Father, forgive me [Hook – Saigon] Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? This is a sinner's prayer When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? [Verse 2 – Papoose] A sinner's prayer. It's almost over—the end is near Judgement Day. Didn't rush to this moment, but did prepare I couldn't see through the weed smoke—it's getting clear Good eyes of 20/20 vision peer Always take my wife's advice that she said in the prison chair ‘Cause the females are very observant and women stare "You should fear nothin' but God.” I didn't care I said, “I'd rather die in courage than live in fear” Lied on a stack of Bibles in court, but didn't swear Both boots stand in a square of truth—I'm in a square Told Rosa Parks that n***a seats are in the rear Now the White House is the Black House, we livin' there It's not like I had knowledge that I didn't share Breathe life into the mentally dead, I give 'em air Ride 'til the wheels fall off, a shirt the quitters wear Jack it up and change that tire, we ride with a spare [Hook – Saigon] Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? This is a sinner's prayer When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? [Verse 3 – Omar Epps] First off, here's a theory to quote Tryna hide from the eyes of God is really a joke No matter your area codes, just the various folks Who wanna walk amongst the King, but they barely get close, and, uh Masquerade with your blasphemous ways Claim you masters of the universe but actually slaves Those shenanigans will get you smacked in your face Exposed like mannequins before they back on display—get it? Instead of feeding people the truth They propagandize everything you see on the news Misleading the youth. But they can't imprison your mind You don't need 20/20 to see n***as is blind [?] from the biblical time Now is that subtracting or adding to your spiritual crimes? You don't wanna listen? n***a, close your ears When you get caught up, the system will divulge your fears [Hook – Saigon] Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? This is a sinner's prayer When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer?