Lyrics:
Organ Praise To The Lord

like me gotta stay high Thug Luv till I die keep my prayer to the sky But I'm still in the hood smoke and fry So I beg the Lord to save us all escapers

, I pray for the faith, Lord We pray for your love, Lord We pray for the lost, Lord We pray for this world, Lord We pray for the strength, Lord We pray

all you hear is connivin' and gossip and contradiction and You try to vote and participate in the government And the motherfuckin' Democrats is actin' like Republicans You join an organization

erupt So we can't stop the struggle I'm killin' my enemy, breakin' 'em off and not givin' a fuck And I pray to the Lord my soul to keep When i go to

, singing in vain I know I'm speaking in vain Is my playin this organ in vain, at the temple At the cathedral, at all these churches Is my praying, my praying, my praying

21, kept the shakers and gun Blow in ya face, stab you below ya waist The type to chase death, like faces of death Sippin' the Henny, pray, let the Lord

and no one's suffered quite like you Christ is king (deny him) Jesus is lord (deny him) servant or slave the balance always works out the same pray for

Dozin' off in front of liquor stores through a plong Don't know how to act, Sister Eve go to church But she still smoke the cracks, praise to the lord

the gods marred thoughtlessness I stay ready for the combat While the ignorant praying and they wondering where they god at.. I stay ready for the combat While the ignorant praying