In Ya Hood

Aw 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

Aw 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 something's always stopping ya, maybe your love for sin

Or the lack of love you showing when you cursin' 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 answer's your actions, the fruit of your passions

Plus the proof of the facts and who it is that you casting

Make a switch, change your rolel, 116 became the mold

The word to the Colossians to know God is in control

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

You're 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 your crew

When you hear that to make it in, you gotta go through him

You're a sinner, he's the Savior, you're created, he's Creator

But no matter how you spin it, you gone have to meet the Maker

You're a sinner, he's the Savior, you're created, he's Creator

But no matter how you spin it, you gone have to meet the Maker

It goes love, joy, hope and peace

My motivation for the ministry while hittin' the streets

Man we aliens, souled out on a mission fishing for heathens

Representin' 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 that's 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

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