Testi:
Nas Pray

to the preist I tried to reach but he had his heat pointed my way and said, 'Pray' [Nas] "You've got to pray, huh! I mean pray, pray, and when you pray

to the preist I tried to reach but he had his heat pointed my way and said, 'Pray' [Nas] "You've got to pray, huh! I mean pray, pray, and when you pray

the preist I tried to reach but he had his heat pointed my way and said, 'Pray' [Nas] "You've got to pray, huh! I mean pray, pray, and when you pray

J'avoue que j'ai soupe De tes mains infideles De nos ailes coupees a la racine du ciel Mon corp desaccorde Ne serais-ce qu'un coma Ton arme congediee

fame [Chorus] (Bust nigga bust) Comin to a ghetto near you (hell yeah) Street fame it's true (Only Makaveli the Don can put it down like this, Hey Nas

know I be thuggin When ever I'm around motherfuckas stop joke-in They know how I get down, I be motherfuckin Loc-in Shorty she like Bussa-Bus, she love Nas

s going on Ahh what's going on [Ja Rule] What's going on in a world filled with pain Where's the love for which we pray What's going on When our children

Expensive things, the necklace and extra rings Erection sex on X the excessive flings Huh Somebody notify they next of kin And tell them to pray to God

history, lies and mysteries Wives with misty eyes watchin' their niggas be beaten viciously Battle in the wilderness of North America Ran by the river, only stoppin' to pray