Junkies Prayer Lyrics - The Reality Of My Surroundings - Fishbone

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 

Fucked 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 ass 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 sucker 

Forever and ever and ever hey man 

The rest are the reality of its surroundings