How you living and you don't know Christ in your life?/

You crapped out dirty and I don't roll dice/

What's your plans if we all gone die, denying His name/

You don't know who's flying them planes in the New York sky/

You don't know who's licking shots at a Tyson fight/

And if it's safe for you to go back into Cali tonight man/

God's words, I'm just being His hype man/

And we gotta keep it beaming like only the light can/

I ride the block on my 10-speed bicycle/

I seen so many die, others end up in the hospital/

More than a little but they don't say on the news/

Look at your heart, naw better yet look at your shoes/

Do they travel down the road to destruction/

That leads to death and puts your soul in corruption/

If I was you I would make a U-turn on the road of life/

Before I burn get to know the Christ/

Break bread with us, sit down and eat/

Choose your meal, it's real, either milk or meat/

You see the milk is for the simple and the meat's for the deep/

It's time for the Church to talk with the streets/

I seen cats pop ex then next lose they head like a guillotine/

Now weigh that on the scale of your triple beam/

It's heavy ain't it? matter fact that's scary ain't it/

But that's a portrait or a picture that the hood painted/

But sin's got the definition of good tainted/

But we deny the Savior, the 1 that could change it/

And would change it if we really wanted change/

But we really want a chain and we really want a Range/

Rover, do anything but remain sober/

I pray for you for when God says game over/

Soldier no more penalty flags on the play/

I read the Bible, know its finna be sad when He say/

Depart from Me you worker of iniquity/

I knew you not, I do not know you/

You weren't cold or hot, you lukewarm, throw you up/

Ain't no pimps in heaven getting krunk, holding cups/

It's sorta like a C-section fam/

You need new procedures in your life/

Born again to be new with Jesus man/

New like them Jordy sneakers/

Do away with the old like them big boy beepers fam/

It's sorta like the block you on/

You need a spot after death you can call your own man/

But remember, two places to dwell/

One is with God in heaven, one is with devils in hell fam/

It's sorta like when Pac and Biggie died/

You couldn't believe it but please believe it man/

All of us are leaving man/

And ain't nobody else can save us but Jesus can/

Tryna tell you man that life is short/

A lot of brave men are breathing on life support/

We all sinners in need of a Savior/

God ain't taking D's in the grade of behavior/