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