Saigon – Sinner's Prayer lyrics

[Hook: Saigon]
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s prayer?
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?
This is a sinner's prayer
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?

[Verse 1: Saigon]
If they wishin' to be dishonest
I think they got they mission accomplished
We still don't know the real definition of Congress
I love the Obama's, Barack and Michelle
But it's been five years, my block still hot as hell
Ain't nobody else gon' say it, I might as well
If you don't like the beat then play this shit acapell'
Somethin' you need to hear, I'm like hte new Makavell'
With a lot to tell, I can change the game by myself
But I said "Fuck all that, I'm finna call Pap"
His phone dead, left him a message to call back
It's all black everything, everything all black
Even our mind frames be taking it all back
You niggas say [?], you disillusion
You read too many books in the pen, and them mo'fuckers confusin' you
Father forgive me for not living so positively
My apologies Lord, please father forgive me

[Hook: Saigon]
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s prayer?
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?
This is a sinner's prayer
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?

[Verse 2: Papoose]
A sinner's prayer, it's almost over the end is near
Judgemnt day, didn't rush to this moment but did prepare
I couldn't see through the weed smoke, It's getting clear
Good eyes of 20/20 vision peer
Always take my wife's advice that she said in the prison chair
'Cuz the females are very observant and women stare
"You should fear nothin' but God", I didn't care
I said I'd rather die in courage than live in fear
Lied on a stack of Bibles in court, but didn't swear
Both [?] stand in a circle of truth, I'm in a square
Told Rosa Parks that niggas seats are in the rear
Now the White House is the Black House, we livin' there
It's not like I didn't have knowledge I didn't share
Breath life in to the mentally dead, I give 'em air
Ride 'til the wheels fall off, a shirt the quitters wear
Jack it up and change that tyre, we ride with a spare

[Hook: Saigon]
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s prayer?
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?
This is a sinner's prayer
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?

[Verse 3: Omar Epps]
First off, here's a theory to quote
Tryna hide from the eyes of God is really a joke
No matter your area code, just the various folks
Who wanna walk amongst the King, but they're barely in close, in uh
Masquerade with your blasphemous ways
Claim you masters of the universe but actually slaves
Those shenanigans will get you smacked in your face
Exposed like manikins before they're back on display, get it
Instead of feeding people the truth
They propagandise everything you see on the news, I'm sleeping to [?]
But they can't imprison your mind
You don't need 20/20 to see niggas is blind
[?] from the biblical time
Now is that subtracting or adding to your spiritual crimes
You don't wanna listen nigga close your ears
When you get caught up, the system will devoid your fears

[Hook: Saigon]
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s prayer?
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?
This is a sinner's prayer
When I die if I make to the gate will they let me in to there
As I look at this crook in the mirror
With all this dirt on my hair
Does the Lord hear a Sinner’s Prayer?