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Thug Joint
257
Hip-Hop/Rap
Thug Joint was released on November 9, 1999 by Amba Music as a part of the album Christology in Laymen's Terms
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Release DateNovember 9, 1999
LabelAmba Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Ambassador
The Ambassador
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Branch
William Branch
Songwriter

Lyrics

Ahh, somebody's gotta help me
Something's wrong
I'm changing, this can't be
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
Okay doc my occupation was thugging
The whole nine
I mean the robbing, the dealing, the mugging
The clubing, the pre-marital loving
The type to put one in the oven
But I wasn't trying be the husband
Sin was lord, and I always obeyed the master
It told me, sell drugs, just to get the paper faster
Let me go to church
But wouldn't let me imitate the pastor
It only let me imitate my favorite rapper
So the deal was I grew up
Doing the ill stuff
Would fight the cops
Til they threw on the steel cuffs
Go in, do my bid like the mack
When it was done
Say "cool out kids, I'll be back"
But lately
There's been some friction
I've been feeling sort of sick
From this heart condition
It's an unusual affliction
When I do wrong
That's when it kicks in
From your description
You know it sounds like conviction
I knew something was going wrong
When I bumped into a kid so soft
I thought his name should be Pumpkin, recognizing
He was a weaker type of creature
I decided to take his beeper and his sneakers
You could tell for this kid
That a fight was a rare sport
Cause with ease I held him up like flights in an airport
He pleaded
Don't take my beeper, I need it
And
Not my sneaks let me keep my brand new Adidas
That's when signs of the sickness manifested
My mind said
Be nice and do what the man suggested
I broke down like a fraction
Gave him back what I took away, like subtraction
I'm puzzled and I'm struggling
Through this distraction
The reciprocal of my typical reaction
Dag blast him, I made tracks and
Then a flashback happened
That's when the rugged me kicked back in
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
Now last week I was in my dad's black jeep
Rolling mad deep with mad peeps smashed in the back seat
We took a back street a Pontiac tried to pass me, I sped up
And made him crash by the trash heap
The accident was nasty, if you ask me I would laugh (Ha)
But then it happened again (Ahh, no)
The sickness harassed me
Oh no not again
I had hurt a lot of men
But never felt bad before even when I shot a friend
For ease I thought I should step to the weed spot
Cause I was loosing my cool like melted freeze pops
My knees knocked as my conscience eaves-dropped
Found the weak spot and said
You sin too much, please stop
Peep the situation as it gets deeper
I started getting second thoughts
About getting the reefer but what scared me
Was this internal reasoning it was:
'God sees ya man, and you're not pleasing Him' (Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh)
This was hard to swallow like food without seasoning
Me believe in Him? I'd rather not breathe again
Before receiving Him
You would see a turtle, beat a rabbit and a cheetah
In the one-hundred-meter sprint
That's all that was the last straw
I was ready to blast off
To a place I didn't have enough cash for
But with the swiftness, the sickness turned up the pitch
And with the quickness, I felt it clutch me like a stick shift (Ugh)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
Yeah
You have no idea just how absurd it is
But check the word of this witness
Now, get this, I heard of this crew
That could rip rhymes murderously
But I heard it would be Christian
I thought, absurd as can be and churches to me
Can make the hard rocks feel nervous
But I went cause I heard this would be an outdoor service
I got there
And saw mad youth, nodding to mad truth
Rocking mad hats and boots and not plaid suits
As truth crashed through my heart ached like a bad tooth
This hard rock got softer than brown spots on bad fruit
I came with a heart of stone, like a statue
Then the rap group got under my skin like a tattoo
They rapped about a Man dying and I was crying
They said He died, so I could be saved like Private Ryan
We all could see zoomorphically
He's a Lion coming to rule, from Zion
With a scepter of iron
Trying to hold back
Tears that wanted to flow jack
Couldn't control that
It felt like my soul cracked in half
And Jesus started looking much bigger
Than drugs or liquor, or thugs pulling a trigger
And it was a first that, I ever felt so cursed
Next to One so perfect
My soul thirsted to worship
Scuffling, tustling my feathers, He ruffled them
I tried to duck Him and
Tried to get back to my hustling
I must have been affected more than I could have imagined
Cause that's been, all I could think about
Since it happened
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
I used to be a thug (I know God is real)
I used to be a thug
But now I'm a believer
No more thug
And no more deals
Written by: William Branch
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