#INTRO
Oh my god
God? God is love
I don’t love you
I can’t, I can't do this
I can lay you out and fill your mouth
With your mothers feces or we can talk

#HOOK
Pray
Pray
Somebody better
Pray
Somebody better pray

#VERSE
If these bitch ass, mark ass n***as
Tryna live another day
I dare one come get the fair ones, time I spare none
Rather give you fucks a buck fifty across your face
(this n***as crazy)
Aye what you say
I'm just another fuckin LL Cool J
Just licking my lips, why is this?
Cuz I too, am looking for some pussy around my way
My face always looks grumpy
I'll cut you short, leave most n***as stumpy
My brain has a twist
That makes me feel pumped b
Like having your main chick and your side bitch
Chillin' wit me comfortably
Do you get it n***a
Paint a more vivid scene
Or should you watch me drill her
I’m reason your wack ass met her
Needless to say topic just became an album filler
Somebodies gonna pay
Or they gonna find that Ortiz don't play
Fuck around I'll come around wit pliers
To yank the teeth out your mothafuckin’ face
I'm noticin’ ya'll been wishin’ to die
I'm on this henny n red I'm fixin’ to fly
Hope ya'll continue praying, cuz I'm sayin’
I always leave a scar to remember me by
I walk, like a killer, talk wit no filter
I'm in touch with my demon inner
The cold runs deeper
I just so happen to see it clearer
I am karma, I am the reaper
I am Sparta, and you are Bieber
You n***as is Marsha
And apparently the only soul you got
Is on your sneakers
#BRIDGE
Diablo
So this is what the devil looks like
You think I am the one

#HOOK
Pray
Pray
Somebody better
Pray
Somebody better

#VERSE
Pray for a n***a life but you still fucked
Drunk and I’m on a mission
When I’m in a minute you need Jesus
Pray fetus, for the sick minds
To a bitch I’m into pieces, when I walk up to a n***a
With a pamphlet, damn it, don't need it, you keep it
Sick thoughts, gotta kick rock, too vicious
In the kitchen with a bad bitch
Booty hanging out who do dishes
Nutritious
Pull up with a bag and two Swishers
One deep off of a bump bee
Witta bitch, named delicious
Danger
Come fuck, I got one tucked in in the chamber
Try to run around and hit a n***a with a millimeter but I thank ya
Bang ya
Pull up and kill some’ like grande
Finna drill shit, N***a real shit
This ain’t, pace picante, on they
Lay homie, don’t play, I will just keep it
Real with me don’t feel for me
Man fuck that bitch kids
Keep this
Ain’t nobody in the whole room can beat this
Strapped up with a Mac tucked
From the shell toe Adidas
Off another bottle, I’ll be gettin’ hella’ wicked
They don’t really get it, I’ll be in a corner
With a black mask, and two whammy’s
Put two in your one brain, take a plane to Miami
Then lay up for like eight months
With a bitch, who can’t stand me
Wasted, take a trip with Neo through the matrix
Then found out one more pill, makes your brain just go apeshit
Nah fuck that Imma’ get ‘em off like they did
Might run away from the gunplay, can destroy murder cases
Face it
Looking at your death, blade at your neck
Watch your step, before you get stuck like a dope head
Woofin ‘til the big bad wolf woopin’
N***as be on tough guy
Talk all day, ‘til I pull up in the moped
Don’t nobody wanna fuck around, and have a dinner date with the reaper
Brain sick in the speaker, flamed up like I’m ether
Hoppin’ out like your hammer swole, with a hoe ‘wit a wife beater
Ain’t nobody on my level, I’m the devil, out yo' tweeter
#BRIDGE
I am the devils reaper
I am here to claim you, and your soul is the price
Your life is over, on your knees

#HOOK
Pray
Pray
Somebody better
Pray

#VERSE
Stay out my lane, feelings done changed
Never let another lame cross me again
Keep your guard up guy
You'll find out when I decide
To claim your soul mine, day you turn a blind eye
Better watch me close
I'll keep u on your toes
If you talk guns
For one you gon’ miss like SHAQ free throws
Fuck that cuz you wack, please bleed slow
Though, we all know
Most of you clowns don't wanna go there
Talkin’ will only keep a dead man walkin’
Your knock on the Devils door
On the wrong hemisphere
(n***a u crazy)
Catch a tombstone for misbehavin’
Your God didn't raise me
Feeling is surreal, spacey
Like fucking a zombie, hoping to make some babies
Let the dark side define me
Don't mean, that dark is not, a divine being
I’m on incline easin’, soul sweepin’
Pass it along, have a grapevine meeting
Pay attention to the wording
Could be simple or disturbing, body surfing
Past of no returning, cold burning, purgatory purging
Doom, doom, doom, doom
You’re breaking the rules, and I did not approve
When you enter the room, the pain I'll induce
You'll wish that you left your family with heirlooms