Walked inside the church Hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I might give up I just pray my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary I Walked inside the church Both hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I give up I just grab my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary Lost in my sins I can tell you how she found me Fighting to be holy while these demons all surround me Picking up the pieces cause the reason be she ground me Mercy be the ocean I just hope he drown me I be treading water til the day he come and judge me And she be pulling strings like he bout to make a rosary I just pray the rosary sitting in the pew They be lookin at me funny like I know he breaking rules but I just count my blessings like the beads on my rosary I just pray the chaplet treat it like the rosary Walked inside the church both hands on my rosary Forever my lady you can call us Jodeci I cannot give up on faith and fall asleep I can't give up on my faith and fall asleep I just pray the rosary then fall asleep Fighting all these demons got me praying when I Walked inside the church Hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I might give up I just pray my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary I Walked inside the church Both hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I give up I just grab my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary 10 beads to that Glory be Oh my Jesus take hold of me Save us from the fires of hell I feel them flames the approaching in heat TBH I'm approachin them courtesy of my filthy sins They always seem to pop back up when I have them down for the pin I depend on holy friends in the communion it all makes sense Suffering triumphant but down here we militant Like Padre P, packin that tool keeping it G Rolling with my Mother's weapon strapped on the side of me Oh yeah it's gotta be These decades there's no question Mysteries trigger reflection I think about em when im feelin reckless Forever reppin' His Presence, my King became a peasant His momma gave us a present Pray it if before you wear it like a necklace His Passion gets reduced to style & fashion We living the best life thinking we matching spirituality clashing how Does this happen Cause we are parched for Him we thirst All I know when death is approaching Bet I grab them thangs and walk Inside the church Walked inside the church Hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I might give up I just pray my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary I Walked inside the church Both hands on my rosary Counting all my blessings Like the beads on my rosary Every time I give up I just grab my rosary I just pray the chaplet Treat it like the rosary