And we're introducing the starting line up

We're going to introduce now

The North Clayton Eagles

Coached by James Gwyn

His starters

Number 21, Tauheed Epps

Yeah

Pray for our sins

I pray for our souls

The tears that we crying

Let 'em all be forgiven

Let it all be forgiven (When your dream)

(Wh-wh-when your dr-dr-dream)

Just let it all be forgiven

When your dreams turn to nightmares

Transactions turn to Nike Airs

When to Greenbriar Mall and bought five pairs

I stayed in the creek, junkies used to preach

In the dope game, trying to reach my peak

And go undefeated

I pleaded with the judge, "This my first offense"

High school B-ball, I'm trying to get a scholarship

No ACC, SEC, Clay Co., APD

On a bumpy road like a ATV

EBT used to give me peace

I smile on the outside

Inside discreet as far as the past

Wish I could press delete

Let my dogs off the leash

Rather buy it then lease it

Gettin' murdered in the streets

(Firing line)

Ohh, ohh, yeah

Pray for the children (I pray)

I pray for our healing (I pray)

I know you feel it ( I know you feel it)

Just let it all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em) yeah

Just let it all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em) yeah

Those sins let them all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em)

That life, that is how we living (Lord, forgive 'em)

Just let it all be forgiven

Got a phone call from Lil Fade

Somebody shot his son, he didn't make it

My head aching, hands start shaking

Foul beyond flagrant

He said, "Bruh, what I'm supposed to do?"

I paused remorseful

We been partners since public school

Kids ain't supposed to die before us

As a parent, it's apparent

Ain't no parrots

Singin' stops once we leave the carriage

Code of the streets, react with the heat

To create balance

One of the biggest revenge is prayer

Me, Shondrae and Chris was there

Guess flesh won't spend Christmas there

But in spirit, know you hearing it, loud and clear

Whole family miss you as we stare off in the atmosphere

No fear

Pray for our sins

I, I pray for our souls

The tears that you're crying

Just let 'em all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em)

Let 'em all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em)

Just let 'em all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em)

Those sins let 'em all be forgiven (Lord, forgive 'em)

Hey

I don't know who need to hear this

(That life, that is how we leaving)

But if you're doing something to make

(Just let it all be forgiven)

If you doing something to make your parents

Have to bury you

You may want to slow down

Everything got a consequence whether good or bad

Rest in peace Shayla, Big, I love you, bruh

Know'm sayin', my other partner lost son too

Right before the 18th birthday

We out here bullshittin', for what?

(Pray for my soul)

You don't get another life

This ain't no practice life

(Pray for my sins)

(These tears that I'm crying)

(Let them all be forgiven)

(Let them all be forgiven)

That's it, that's it

In all his majesty and might

His brilliance and his beauty

His black and his blue

"Boy" still slips from their lips when they address him

Still linger in the velvet of his dream

The scene, unseen

The seen/unseen black boy, fighting for manhood

In a world that still sees through Jim Crow lens

Oh, them love him in his place

Separate, away, torn, disconnected

Passive, submissive, and shuffling

Oh, might just turn that shuffling into dancing

'Cause you know them love black boys dancing

And singing and ballin'

You know them love black boy strength

But don't love black boys

(Let me see your hands!)