Prayer Song Lyrics - Noname

If you wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me later 

Gentrify all my people, there's heaviness on the table 

If you wanna help me to put me inside the cusp 

Put the cigarette inside my back 

Keep the hospitals over run-run-run 

Run chicken little 

How my city gonna run off shits and giggles? 

Politicians overzealous with the provolone 

Ischa riddles and incidentals, 

they crashed the rental with God and temple, and bible 

Don't nobody got no holy 

Everybody got an iPhone 

If wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me good-good-good tonight 

Inglewood tonight 

LA be bright but still a dark city 

So come get your happy and your new titties 

Go find your doctor, you can get Kimmy'd sorta how we used to love you 

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America the great 

It's Grateful Dead and life for me 

Apple pie on Sunday morning 

Obesity and heart disease 

Can you hear the freedom bells? 

Can you see the rusty nails chipping a way out on the coffin? 

Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen 

I was lost but thinking I was truly free [amen, amen] 

Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery [amen, amen] 

Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep [amen, amen] 

The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen 

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Demons behind your back will call you crack bitch 

I seen myself all on the dash, could've sworn it's a gun 

I ain't seen a toddler in the back after firing seven shots 

A demon 'bout to get me, he watching me kill his mom 

The hood is overflooded, these niggas is on the rise 

Bake a cake with flour its battered and gentrified 

Why oh why my dick getting bigger 

This violence turn me on me on 

My mama finally see my baby on Channel 2 

She love me better when I be keeping the streets clean 

Why oh why my house getting bigger, corruption 

Turn me on 

Ain't no police locking up these niggas better than me 

And my wife think I look like a man, I feel manly 

I tell Stanley, when you grow up you gon' be like you dad 

A free man in the land of the noose 

They ain't tell me how to crouch and shoot 

I did, they only taught me how to check her pulse, she dead 

When I win it's like confessional, trying to find me a therapist 

They taught me how to say amen 

Amen 

America the great 

It's Grateful Dead and life for me 

Apple pie on Sunday morning 

Obesity and heart disease 

Can you hear the freedom bells? 

Can you see the rusty nails chipping away out on the coffin? 

Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen 

I was lost but thinking I was truly free [amen, amen] 

Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery [amen, amen] 

Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep [amen, amen] 

The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen