Pray For Me Lyrics - Brother Ali

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody please pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

What more could you say to me? 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

The first day of third grade 

Topic of discussion at the kick ball game 

Is who's the new student why he look that way? 

A eight-year-old expert determined I've got AIDS 

A vote must've been taken, it became my name 

I mean literally AIDS is my name okay 

It made its way around the school and eventually 

I heard a teacher try to catch herself as she yelled 

it to me 

I tried to be invisible honestly 

Wishing that the ground would just open up, 

swallow me 

What kind of crime did I commit for this mockery? 

Guess I must've lost some kind of cosmic lottery 

How am I processing this at a baby's age? 

It felt like I had a gut full of razor blades 

I fantasized someone else would come take my 

place 

Because they taught me to hate my face 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody please pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

What more could you say to me? 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Imagine how my mama felt 

Obviously she wants to offer me some type of help 

Pretty white lady never probably dealt 

With this particular type of hell 

If she dyed my hair blonde maybe I can blend 

Get a better response maybe even a friend 

She took me to the salon, put chemicals in my 

head 

When they took the towel off, it was purple in the 

end 

Lot of money spent just to get me presentable 

Message that it sent, the real you ain't acceptable 

I knew what she meant, what else could she 

expect to do? 

That was just the lens that she viewed protection 

though 

And so eventually I began to see that 

What grows out of me is my dirty little secret 

Had to go back every few weeks to keep it 

I think that part depressed me the deepest 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody please pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

What more could you say to me? 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Thank God for the grown ups 

That roll up when they know it's time to hold us 

The elder queen showed so much grown folks love 

She said "hair doesn't die but your soul does" 

She said "Elvis wore his hair in a pompadour 

So he could try to look like Muddy Waters more" 

But he would fry his crown so that he could lay it 

down 

Like a white boy they called it a conk before 

Until James Brown came kicked down the door 

Say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud my boy 

That the meaning behind the afros and all 

Get free being what it is that you know you are 

She said "Beauty's the splendor of truth 

You will never cut loose 'til you're suitable to you 

And your living is the proof just let it do what it do 

Now watch them follow suit and try to catch up to 

you" 

Somebody musta prayed for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody pray for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

Somebody musta prayed for me 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

What more could you say to me? 

(Bless his, bless his heart) 

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