Letras
VERSE 1
Thank God for music, that we can use it to do what He said
Deliver His word until we're dead like two in the head
Blue and red, white flashing lights light up the night
Fiends inside of a building light up a pipe
What do you sell plus you got a brother in jail
You would rather be there than to suffer in hell
What do you tell kids who ask why are we here
What's up with all the drama and why all the fear
I always hear people talk like evil is fun
Evil is good but what about the evil outcome
This can't be the way, the canvas we paint
It can't just be blamed on the powers that be
The artist are us, we draw what we lust
And cause the corruption and problems we see
HOOK
We need to pray, stay, build, chill
Walk the, talk the, spark the Holy Culture
Live, give, speak with meekness
Week out and weekend, spark the Holy Culture
VERSE 2
Visualize this, visit these lives with such vivid design
Which of course gets distorted, then vicious demise hits
The streets will put a tear in your eye
Life is so unproductive, you're here then you die
Bucks growing up fast, pockets blow up with cash
Can't even read the sign that says "slow up or crash"
Throw up your stash, hope that you're the one who enjoys
All that your hands worked for when you was employed
You and your boys have turned into you and your mens
Time has passed you by and ruined your trends
At two and at ten o'clock, hands on the wheel
Life is bumpy road, can't handle it still
Manage your bills as best you can, test of your skill
Without cheating to get by, test of your will
Blessing your meals, thankful that you got what you need
Knowing that you was tripping and you not on your deen
Watching your seeds grow into what you forgot
Bucking off shots on the corner clutching their crotch
Young girls with cash proud cause they got rich quick
But can't even be proud of how they got it