Master Chef Toast - Just Pray Lyrics

Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.

Fire, fire, fire thing
Now let the choir sing
I hope these words inspire him as much as it sparks the fire in me
For if I don't believe in myself how can I guide and lead?
Whose life is it if it ain't mine I live?
Whose wasted if I don't time my mins?
Procrastination still stealing mine, what a conniving thief
They show their brightest bleached whitest teeth
Behind it seems they rather put you to a nighty sleep
Surprisingly, the same knife at a meal
Will make you spine to bleed
Friends that are kind indeed when they kinda in need
We need each other though I just let this life to be
Live it to God, through his mind we breathe
You might cry and scream
The universe knows your plight is deep
You are the king of the jungle, the son of the soil
It's part of life fam, sometimes some things are spoiled
Me and negativity don't mix like water and oil
But I get depressed myself, just last year I was at the lowest part of this joint
But I dusted myself off, and kept at it
Wassup my nigga Patmedic?
I don't mean to be distant I see you are a daddy now
Owning up to your responsibility makes me very proud
Just pray

Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.

Unfair is a fair word to describe life
I burn the bible pages and freestyle mine
The soul is an old story but the body just re-write time
I breathe high, sigh!
Shocked at the chain of events
That unfolded as Mother Nature such a fine lady twerks
But the shape of this world
Is not so adorable as her facial tat
How come for such an ageless earth
We haven't embraced the fact
That change is slacked by all these racial tags
I still pray for my brothers and sisters in the coastal area
It is ever so hard to deal with such global barriers
But we living in the digital age
Where we just tweet about it and never bother to ask the homeless kid if he ate
Such has existed since text was written on page
But scripted and engraved on the stones is as godly as Moses' tablets
But now the focus has turned back
It's all but a phone and hash tag'
We facing God wrath
The Master is burning
The planet is ending
Yet Cassper is trending
Sway still ain't got no answers to these questions
I could see the freedom fighters in their graves turning
I could see my ancestors in their graves turning
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.
Get on your knees buddy
Sometimes it feels ugly
Just pray
And when it's time to feed the tummy, just prey
Hey, just pray.