Letras

We cry blood, we got love Fight to the death my brother, I'm not a thug I'm a soldier, yea but I write to the thugs on the corner Yea, cause homie they need love We cry blood, we got love Fight till it's done my brother, I'm not a thug I'm a warrior, yea but I write to the thugs in the coroners Touching their bodies like get up This ain't for the kids, this is for adults Todd, you might wanna come and check my pulse TC, am I alive or what? I just came from the battlefield riding cuz You say you're a christian then why you scared of warfare? You're general missing and I ain't going nowhere My platoon has never seen defeat We're coming soon man, read it and weap If God is before me than who can be against me? God is a warrior, lucifer is shifty My homies be bucking them rugers till they're empty Back in the hood they know I changed If they can talk about a knife, I can talk about life If they can talk about Allah I can talk about Christ I spit with a passion, so this is The Passion If you've seen that movie, you know what that's like They say that I'm Destiny's Child like Beyonce Jesus walks with me, but I ain't Kanye Giving you life my brother I never change up Japhia Life my brother you know the name, what Was sixteen when my hat tilted In high school every time that I rapped I killed it It's much different than back in the days Like Ahmad from 4th Ave. I rap for the slaves We finally getting our reparation, I'm still giving you education I'm still chilling with Pastor Aaron He said we're living in Revelation The Devil's head was down soon as he looked up The black and the white boy done hooked up A stop on my journey was Nashville, Tennessee My bad folk, Cashville, Ten-a-ki It's prejudice, believe me On both sides, black or white believe me So, you you see Todd and you peep Jay with him just know This is our effort to end racism
Writer(s): Michael Ripoll, Todd V. Collins, James Golding Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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