Hustlas Prayer

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A hustlas prayer. now I lay me down to sleep one eye open, the four five I must keep. Man stoppers in the clip. The street has to know a hustla dont slip. I pray to the lord to take, my soul if I dont wake. Clean, in sea of human sewage, I swim upstream. My gold I hold around my neck, a hustlas code is what I protect. 5 dollar dreams is what I collect, see me as the virus but I am only an infection, standing on corners, a pawn in the government connection. My prayer hits the ceiling, a blocked blessing, on my block, claiming concrete alley ways, the bible says reap what you sow, so I play the devil you know. call me by my name I am your son I am your brother. Pray for me heaven is a place beyond the sky..