Sinners Prayer - Raphael Saadiq

Lyrics by：Raphael Saadiq/Taura Stinson

Composed by：Raphael Saadiq/Taura Stinson

Eight millimeters

And microscopes

Fingers on the triggers

Aimed at my dome

They're gunnin' for me

With loaded tongues

Just tryin' to get home

Prodigal son

See I'm not running

I'm in this fight

No I'm not guilty

Hope the most high

Can see my heart is

In the right place

My hands are folded

My knees are bending when I say

God

Help me make it

God

Can we make it

God

When a sinner is praying

God

Will you hear it

God

Help me make it

God

When the sinner is praying

God

Do you still hear it

God

Help me make it

Living together

Make war not love

Fighting about money

We ain't got none

Our baby daughter

May not see five

This kind of hurt can't

Be justified

The girl's my bud and seed

With eyes like mine

And I can't wrap my mind

Around you taking love sometimes

I d**n you then I quickly repent

Everybody's hoping

The end's not the beginning

My hands are folded

I hope you're listening

God

Help me make it

God

Can we make it

God

When the sinner is praying

God

Will you hear it

God

Help me make it

God

When the sinner is praying

God

Do you still hear it

God

Help me make it

Hold on

Sinners prayer

I'm in the dark I can't see the light

Sinners prayer

If you could change water to wine

Hold on

Sinners prayer

Lord can you answer my prayer this time

Is anybody out there Is anybody out there

Hold on

Hold on

This is my prayer for you

Hold on

Hold on

This is my prayer for you