Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, clapping
Raining on my window pane and I make something happen
A preacher's never bothered me when I was younger
Sitting on my Grandma's lap, as she cried I wondered
What was her for?
Could it be for my
Or maybe she felt for me 'cause I'll see more of cold tomorrows
Then she see the will up and turn on me
'Cause the morals she often spoke were meant for 1923
I asleep off in her arms, a Psalm was spoken
The Lord is surely my shepherd, he me to the water
Thought that often stuck with me
Amongst the that run the streets
Out paying dues to lose
I your angels come for me
A non-believer I have and never could be
Lord give me time to the signs I should see
got me feeling like a player riding clean
Bending corners I might find my Savior on the curb
I rarely go to
False prophets rocking Prada so I rarely feel the
Jezebels lurking in the on the first
Preacher's weaker than the deacon it's hard to fight the urge
It's hard to live and serve when you on the turf
Sell your soul for the low no sense of what it's worth
Don't get it twisted, I ain't no saint, I no pastor
But prayer ain't for cloudy days and natural disasters
of what comes after, I bet you ain't for sure
I was that Heaven ain't the only place to go
I'm doing what I can cause really ain't much time
I leave this in the hands
I'm tired of

Yeah, it

Man
Hope and pray and say I turn (Man down)
He will find you, this will grind you down
Don't you be (Man down)
Hope and and say you can turn (Man down)
Help is just one away
Don't be to say

Father forgive us for we not what we do
Am I I been pious put my nose up in the pews
Like Paul I good news
think I'm pall-bearing
My message sounds like to these hearers as they perish
to think we on the brink of death
But no one stops to look for answers on what happens
Got a scriptures from my grandma
Sayings a preacher
But can't live out these standards that we heard it to reach 'em
But when I at Jesus
He the life I couldn't
Suffered for my so I wouldn't
I used to to sneak into movies 'cause I couldn't afford to pay
to me how someone paved my way
When I K.R.I.T. Confessing I respect him
Cause most of us be like our lives don't need perfecting
Nothing that we can muster, nothing that we can
Admitting that we're imperfect, offending God our games
I'm just being honest so don't take me for no lame
I seen it for myself, I'm a product of thing
Now I found true religion, and not inside a denim
And 'em overpriced shades are never giving us vision, go

Man
Hope and and say I can't turn (Man down)
He will find you, world will grind you down
Don't you be (Man down)
Hope and pray and say you can (Man down)
I another to know, so urgent
Keep
is just one call away
Don't be to say

Help is just one away
Don't you be to say