Prayer for My Demo

Say a little prayer for my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo
I’m equipped and packed with a funky jam
I finished the touch, now I hope for the best
Behind my back is UDS the band
Forcin' a priest to bless my cassette
Dealin' with armies of unbelievers
Who leave us, deceive us, with rolled gold
Though the bubble-'o-soap ain’t bursting
Who’ll relieve us of the burden
My style
My style is getting old
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
I hold a banner, a panel of fans nod head
Judge unanimous for my interpretation
Ten for my manner of speech my man
I should be happy as a clam
I feel perspiration, sweat from my neck straight to the hands
My hands shake, even though I hold a mojo-rope
I know the big don heard my jam
But his eyes are fixed on the other side of the globe
Too much pressure is too much
I tap a fan’s back to be my bro'
While the rhymes are bust, it’s you I trust
Just say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo
Say a little prayer for my demo my demo my demo