116 (116 Clique)
116 (116 Clique) - In Ya Hood songtekst
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(feat. Tedashii, Trip Lee) [Chorus] Aww man y'all done messed up and let us in ya hood To preach the way the truth the life in ya hood Forget the 'lac with the steering wheel made of wood It's time we see the truth of Christ in ya hood [Verse One] Aww man y'all done messed up and let us in ya hood To preach the way the truth the life in ya hood Forget the 'lac with the steering wheel made of wood It's time we see the truth of Christ in ya hood I'll never stop what I'm doing Grooving moving for Jesus Steady grindin in the streets just to reach all of my peoples Momma, daddy, sister, brother, uncle, cousin and them It's time we get it in for Jesus, start a buzz up for him Man, but somethings always stopping ya, maybe your love for sin Or the lack of love you showing when you cursing at men Man how holy is he to you, how impressed by him are you Is your life a story all about him or dawg does it star you The answers your actions, the fruit of your passions Plus the prove of the facts and who it is that you casting Make a switch, change your role 116 became the mold The word to the Colossians to know God is in control [Chorus] [Verse Two] Hey dawg its T-dot, coming from the street block Just to rep the chief rock, cause I think that he's not In the place where he's got the chief spot In ya life like the top Cause life is all headed for the end like the sign that reads stop It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust You breathe in breathe out, then its back to the dirt The fact of the earth is life is nothing more than vain glory Your born, you suffer, you die, it's the same story So come on dawg get closer to the life of this teacher The preacher, savior, creator, our lord, king, and our leader Of this holy culture movement, man we might insult when You hear that to make it in you gotta go through him Your a sinner, he's the Savior, your created, He's creator But no matter how you spin it, you gone have to meet the maker [Chorus] [Verse Three] It goes love, joy, hope and peace My motivation for the ministry while hitting the streets Man, we aliens, souled out on a mission fishing for heathens Representing the kingdom, I'm praying that this truth can reach them Like a telegram message that was sent through the wire Or a Pauline Epistle thats divinely inspired Cause all men need Jesus just like air to your lung So in order to truly live dawg I dare you to come Stop trying to do it yourself like McNabb on the run Cause no man is worthy enough to compare to the Son Or foot the bill for our sin that no money can pay So all your good works now are worthless without faith And, only Jesus Christ can truly free Pimp C Even if he get up out of prison dawg he still ain't free So remember without him we're a heartbeat from hell Confess the name and rep him well before your heartbeat fails [Chorus]