LECRAE

LECRAE - Mayday

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[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping

Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen

A preacher's prophecies never bothered me when I was younger

Sitting on my Grandma's lap, as she cried I often wondered

What was her tears for? Could it be for my grandfather?

Or maybe she felt for me cause I'll see more of those cold tomorrows

Then she see the world will up and turn on me

Cause the morals that she often spoke were meant for 1923

I fall asleep off in her arms, a Psalm was spoken

The Lord is surely my shepherd, he lead me to the water

Thought that often stuck with with me

Amongst the wolves that run the streets

Out here paying dues to lose

I pray your angels come for me

A non-believer I never have or could be

Lord give me time to peep the signs I should see

Sipping got me feeling like a player riding clean

Bending corners hoping I might find my saviour on the curb

I rarely go to Church

False prophets rocking Prada so I rarely feel the word

Jezebels lurking in the pews on the first

Preacher's weaker than the deacon cause it's hard to fight the urge

It's hard to live and serve when you on the Devil's turf

Sell your soul for the low with no sense of what it's worth

Don't get it twisted, I ain't no saint, I ain't no pastor

I pray just for cloudy days and natural disasters

Aware of what comes after, I bet you ain't for sure

I was warned that Heaven ainn't the only place to go

I'm doing what I can cause there really ain't much time

I leave this in the Lord hands

I'm tired of crying

[Hook: Ashthon Jones]

Man down

Hope and pray and

Don't you be another (Man down)

Hope and pray and say (Man down)

Help is just one prayer away

Don't be afraid to say

"Mayday"

[Verse 2: Lecrae]

Father forgive us for we know not what we do

Am I bias? I been pious put my nose up in the pews

Like Paul I bear good news

They think I'm pall-bearing

My message sounds like death to these humans as they perish

Scaring to think we on the brink of death

But no one stops to look for answers on what happens next

Got a couple scriptures from my grandma

Sayings from a preacher

But can't live out these standards that we heard it takes to reach 'em

But when I look at Jesus

He live the life I couldn't

Suffered for my crime so I wouldn't

I used to have to sneak into movies cause I couldn't afford to pay

Explain to me how someone paved my way

When I hear K.R.I.T. confessing I respect him

Cause most of us be lying like or lives don't need perfecting

Nothing that we can muster, nothing that we can change

Admitting that we're imperfect, offending God with our games

Look I'm just being honest so don't take me for no lame

I seen it for myself, I'm a product of this thing

Now I found true religion, and it's not inside a denim

And those overpriced shades are never giving us vision

[Hook: Ashthon Jones]

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