Testo Hustler's Prayer - Blackstreet
Testo della canzone Hustler's Prayer (Blackstreet), tratta dall'album Finally
My soul is so dirty
I've been hustling every day
Now I know that I should pray
But I wonder if He'd hear what I say
I know my mama didn't raise me this way
But I gotta feed my family
If I could just make it through one more day
Maybe I can live the right way
Lord, You know it's been twelve, fifteen years I've been in the game
The way I live this life, forgive me, I know it's a shame
But who'd have thought I'd make it this far
From all the brothers and others that I've lost
I know I'm fortunate not to be one of those souls You choose
And I'm sorry for the ones I sent
Down here it's live or die, what was I supposed to do?
You know I wasn't quite ready for this soul of mine
And before He...
My soul is so dirty
I've been hustling every day
Now I know that I should pray
But I wonder if He'd hear what I say
I know my mama didn't raise me this way
But I gotta feed my family
If I could just make it through one more day
Maybe I can live the right way
I know I may not have been right but I've been fair
I guess that's why You sought to keep me here
You must have something better for me
Just give me a sign, Lord, please show me (Please show me)
Just wanna thank You for the ones You placed in my me
I pray You watched over them 'cause You watched over me
Until You clean us up, Lord, like we should be
I know You will, eventually
My soul is so dirty
I've been hustling every day
Now I know that I should pray
But I wonder if He'd hear what I say
I know my mama didn't raise me this way
But I gotta feed my family
If I could just make it through one more day
Maybe I can live the right way
Please watch over my babies and they mamas too
'Cause they don't know what they daddies do
But this one thing I promise You
I won't let my seeds do the same thing too
Lord, bless my mama, You know how much she means to me
Despite the way I live, I know she still loves me
She's up in church, crying and praying for me
And I'ma try to see her there on Sunday, I said maybe
My soul is so dirty
I've been hustling every day
Now I know that I should pray
But I wonder if He'd hear what I say
I know my mama didn't raise me this way
But I gotta feed my family
If I could just make it through one more day
Maybe I can live the right way
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Writer(s): Edward Theodore Riley, Don Darnel, Travis Williams, Jodi Wilson
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