DATE: 01/11/2008 17:44:41 / MOOD: aburrido

Yea... let me talk to you for a minYou know I try to keep my ear to the streets rightYou know I hear so many war stories manI hear about so many times cats have been sparedCats should've been deadYou'd think that would be enough for cats to turn to ChristBut I guess sometimes you gotta learn the hard wayI done heard too many war storiesSeen too many sparedWhile God still sustain cats that don't even careYea you should've got shotWhen dem bullets ricochetedYea you shoulda got robbedBut grandmamma went to prayYea you shoulda got hit by that truck on the roadAin't no luck when you stuckWith bullet holes in your clothes (homie bang bang)Five shots could drop meI took it and smiledThat's a quote from TupacWow... look at him nowEveryday cats duck, dodge, strays from a rangeYou think it's simply that them shooters just ain't shooting with aimNaw, a Teflon vestAin't the only thing that's stopping them bullets from eating through your chest[Chorus:]How many rappers got shot that's then died?How many rappers got shot that's alive?How many shots going bang bang?Cats trying to gang bang?How many trying to please God?God's goodness should lead men to the repentance (it should make you wanna change)Goodness should lead men to the repentance (it should make you wanna change)Goodness should lead men to the repentance (it should make you wanna change)Goodness should lead men to the repentance (it should make you wanna change)50 Cent took nine shots look at his faceIf you look a lil closer you can see God's graceLloyd Banks got shot drove himself to the docYoung Buck got shot but he's still on the clockBeanie Siegel got shot thank God he's aliveTo add to the listFabulous got shot in the thighEven Camron took one in each of his armsAre you alarmed? Is this enough to seek a reform?Even The Game got shot but he still breathingThat's a real reason for people to seek JesusComplete pieces to the puzzle to comeWhen His goodness leads men to put their trust in the Son... yes[Chorus]Listen...What does it take to make a man turn (repent)?When God has offered the opposite of everything that man's earned?You see God holds every breathOf every lung that's in every chestUntil it's time to be buried nextHis goodness should make us throw up our white flagsConsidering the fact that our souls have a price tagThat only Christ could pay the whole with His life (Dag!)Then He rose while we roll in a nice jagMan, see every smile that you crackEvery dollar that you make dirty God allowed thatAll the times that you said, man that should've been meIt could've been me laying six feet deepAll the chances that you had, man you should've been stoppedWhen them cops stopped you, locked you in the handcuffsNow you scot-freeAnd refusing to live GodlyThough you want the benefits of being God's seed[Chorus]

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DATE: 01/09/2008 17:56:49 / MOOD: Otro

Ain't no need for mic checking in this studio session,

This here's my confession so Lord are you listening.

Depression got me stressing heading right for the bottle

Not to mention my obsession with the dank & the powder

This is my darkest hour, death may come any minute

I'm tired of how I'm living so forgive me for my sinning

A no win situation, occupation be a thug

Pistol packing, pants are sagging , showing my enemies no love

We from them S.J. cuts, you know them deep dark dungeons

Incarcerated w/ my partners, enemies, uncles & cousins.

Thought I wasn't a factor, w/ this game in the struggle

Getting in & out of trouble, trying to make my money bubble.

The concrete jungle, Shark Tank to my folks

Where you'll get eating alive these streets ain't no joke

Drank Dank & Crank yo, has got the best of me

But I gotta break these chains, so Lord set me free....

 

Drank, dank & crank, got me doing things man I just can't think

Drank, dank & crank has got the best of me so Lord set me free...

 

Ain't no A.A. , no 12 steps, No counseling gonna help me

By the time I was 17 I was labeled as an alchi

& when I turned 18 I got my licensed to drive

& when I was 19 I got my first DUI

Drunken fights, blacked out nights in street life you die much quicker

Drunken lies, momma cries, cut me open I'll bleed liquor

A little sicker then the average, this malt liquor makes you a savage

This drank I gotta have it, being sober I can't manage

But the damage is done by the time the morning comes

My girls no longer in love to this drunk that I've become

I wish someway or som(oleole) emanow I could take back these words

But she don't love me no more I just got kicked to the curb.

Now I'm swerving sideways back to the liquor store

To get the Forty 0 it's the only route that I know

Don't pour none out 4 my homies cuz I need every sip.

I get depressed and then lonely but that I'll never admit

Don't get invited to house parties cuz fights always break out

I don't remember what their about because I drink & blackout

No doubt, best friends become enemies after a drunken fight

And don't expect no apologies we got that foolish pride

Its like from the cradle, to the 40 bottle, to the grave

Wasted days & wasted nights I'm drinking my life away.

From the cradle to the 40 bottle to the grave

My momma said to pray because she believes that Jesus saves!

 

Drank, dank & crank, got me doing things man I just can't think

Drank, dank & crank has got the best of me so Lord set me free...

 

A yo I met this girl from around the way, said that she could ease my pain

I said home girl now what's your name, she said DANK but call me Mary Jane

I said Mary Jane now it's on, word around town is your Bomb

Never thought love could be so wrong, took a lil toke & I was gone.

Didn't last too long before I was hooked, Homeboys claimed that I was wooped

Love is blind I was shook; I got burnt for my cash I got took.

Look, to be with her I gotta come with cash, never thought love would be like that

Robbing & stilling gotta make a dash, now she gone fast. Puff, Puff, Pass

When she's in my grasp my mind is twisted, open door for these spirits to visit

Nothing matters, priorities shifted, tell me what is it that has me addicted?

She gets me high as a kite w/out leaving the ground

But when I'm coming down she ain't never around

I'm searching, searching the town she's nowhere to be found

I get depressed feeling down man this dank got me Bound.

 

Drank, dank & crank, got me doing things man I just can't think

Drank, dank & crank has got the best of me so Lord set me free...

 

Ain't no need for introduction for that thing they call crank

It be the deadliest of them all between the drank & the dank

My folks ain't been the same every since that crank hit our block

And I seen their lives change when they took a hit of the rock

I thought I would start dealing, slang to those who were tweaking

But I did a lil testing now its me that is geaking

Got me peaking through the windows like someone's out to get me.

Don't trust my girl or my homies cuz their probably against me.

It gets me crooked & twisted; now this crank I can't stand it

But I gotta feed my habit, because my bodies gotta have it

I'm stranded up in this hole that I created for myself

I burnt everyone I know so ain't nobody wanna help

I'm crying out to you GOD because you are my last hope

All this drank dank & crank I can't do it no more

I know you died up on the cross & rose in 3 days

That's the price you had to pay to make my sins go away

Now I take u in my life & I'll be down to the end

But Lord just set me free, I'm gone... Amen

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