This song will be featured in the upcoming CD Sylent '1ower 3ast'. Produced by Sylent at Low-Budget-But-f***-It Productionz. Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at LA Hitman Studios.

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This song will be featured in the upcoming CD Sylent '1ower 3ast'.
Produced by Sylent at Low-Budget-But-f***-It Productionz.
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at LA Hitman Studios.

MIDNIGHT PRAYERZ
Talk:
Our father, thou art in heaven, hollowed be thy name… Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those whom trespass against us… And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from… Amen.

It’s after dark and I’m walking down the streets alone,
Because my jefa once again kicked me out the home.
Nowhere else to go so I’m kicking it in the park.
I need some time alone away from the plieto that homies start.
I wonder to myself ‘How the f*** did it get to this?’
In my parent’s eyes, I was nothing but a little kid.
Who gives a sh*** what my homeboys think about me?
Whenever I had needed ‘em, they weren’t ever around me.
I hear them tell me that they’ll ride for me, die for me,
But if I should die tonight, not a single one would cry for me.
But I’m a man. I can stand on my own feet.
There ain’t no prison or no varrio that ever owned me.

HOOK:
Times are cold when we’re left on these streets alone.
No more homeboys by my side and no more love at home.
We’re wondering ‘Why does this life hate us?’
Underneath the streetlamp while we say these midnight prayers.

Sitting in the park the next day while I’m watching all these families.
Children playing with their daddies, that’s the man I planned to be.
No one was understanding me. My baby mama took my girl.
It made me numb. I felt like dying. That sh*** done shook my world.
I put a smile on my face and kicked it on the streets.
Replaced it with a mad-dog whenever I had felt some heat [F*** it].
My family turned their backs when I had needed them.
My homeboy stabbed me in my back when I always believed in ‘em.
Life is deceiving us, making us think we count.
If I had just went to college, I wouldn’t be down and out.
My family would be proud of me and finally hold their heads high.
Time passes by, lost in thoughts, praying through the midnight.

HOOK

Smile now, never cry. I laugh when I’m in pain.
Blast when I’m afraid that I won’t see my baby’s face another day.
Listen to my mother say “It’s time to be a man now”.
Kicking me, my girl, and my baby right out her damn house.
No more handouts. Eating the same dinner everyday
Recording demos trying to blow up in this crazy game.
My ladies playing games, looking like a stranger with her lies.
I want to hit her but see Mariah’s reflection in her eyes.
Confessions at midnight. I don’t pray that God forgives,
I just hope he understands why I did the things I did.
Committed evil sins. Knew right but did it wrong,
And pray that He protects my family in the days when I am dead and gone.

HOOK