Junkies Prayer

My pusher who art in the krack house Hallowed be thy bitches and hoe's As for I am sprung my rock will be done In my crib as well as in public Give us this day our daily krack As we smoke ourselves into a manic frenzy Forgive us for we have no control or self respect Grim Reaper has cashed my life savings check Thy rocketh and they pipeth restoreth me for I and I fear no man Yea though I walk through the valleys of Harlem, Bronx, Manhattan Even Nickerson Gardens, Compton, Watts, Ingelwood f**ked up in Beverly Hills and all those other places I fear no evil, hence forth my rock m m m m motivateth me I'll move My a*s thine myself given you cash Lick your butt and balls for thine have the power to bend over On my knees with my hands against the wall, for I'll be a s*cker Forever and ever and ever hey man The rest are the reality of its surroundings