Little R.O.C. Nine – I Need A Prayer lyrics

Verse 1
I got an interview right around noon
Hoping that I can get a job real soon
I know this old beat up chevy truck
Is getting tired of riding on fumes
I been smoking on the good stuff
And sippiping on the good wine
And I hope they don’t ask me to piss in a cup
Cause I done already crossed the line
I’m searching for the answers and I’m living on a prayer
And when the lonely nights get hard to bear
I wish somebody else was there
I need someone to call on
But I can’t afford a phone
And when I made it back from the bar last night
I found out that my baby was gone

Chorus
And I need an angel
And I need a prayer
I need someone to take my hand right now
I need someone to take me there

Take me to the altar
So I can dance in the water
Take me to the altar
So I can dance with the father

Verse 2
Outside of the liquor store thinking
$2 dollars in my pockets 12 steps away from drinking
My ex-wife said I can’t see my son
My radiator running hot and yeah my day just begun
Feeling like I’m losing my mind and my relegion
Like every other man that’s been caught up in the system
Don’t remember the last time that I went to church
Said a prayer last night and I’m hoping it work
If I can make it to the first when I get my last check
I can pay a couple bills and they won’t disconnect
Heard the fat lady singing that I’m long over due
Now my landlord’s knocking got me singing the blues
People telling me that I need to change
A bunch of dirt backstabbers I ain’t saying no names
Where was yall when I needed a hand?
Jeremiah:29 it wasn’t part of his plan

Chorus
And I need an angel
And I need a prayer
I need someone to take my hand right now
I need someone to take me there

Take me to the altar
So I can dance in the water
Take me to the altar
So I can dance with the father

3rd verse
Thinking back to when I went to the pool
My momma wouldn’t let me swim unless I went to sunday school
I was reading out the bible like a priest
Till the boyz in the hood introduced me to the streets

The cocaine, pretty women and the money
Fast lane speeding like a crash dummy
Dice game gambling in the backroom
Fornicating with a neighbor cheating in the living room

Man I’m glad he don’t judge me the past
Cause if he did I would of died on the slab
Drinking and driving when I crashed my truck
You can blame it on a fifth of that kentucky deluxe

Now that I’m sober I can see a little clearer
Cathch me staring at the world through my rearview mirror
Wanna dance with the father won’t you take me by the hand
But I’m just a little nervous won’t you take me to the man