Thang or Two - illumiNATE, DATIN, Bizzle

Yeah, if I could just tell you a thang or two

Living the street life ain’t the thing to do

I done been there, trusted in a banger too

So that my dead homies I could name a few

Nah;

I’m a just let ‘em rest in peace

Now take heed and go be the best you can be

Spread your wings little daddy and fly off the streets

If you gon' body anything homie then ??

We united, we surrounded by hatred

And most of their worldviews are incredibly basic

So I hit you with the truth to get you outta' that Matrix

Speaking to your spirit man, it’s time to awaken!

I’m shakin', like a blue-nosed bully thing

Sixty-six in the clip equipped with a fully thang

Yeah, it ain’t no way that you gon' fool me man

I survived the rain on the turf when them bullets rang

Now it’s Jesus over erry-thang, GI

Hit me with His love when I thought I was a BI

Knew that I was cold since a grasshopper, knee high

Now I bang the light, this is Christ til' I retire

I desire revival so I’m making disciples

No longer am I in them streets banging on my rivals

I’m banging with this Bible and praying on my knees

Worshiping my Saviour and following His lead

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Verse 2

A mural marks the spot where a soldier falls

And as his homies pour liquor on the floor

He’s young and strapped enough to go to war

Cause the only way to they know to mourn, is to avenge the bro that’s gone

It’s protocol to pack two straps like overalls

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and leave him leaking, laying on the floor

And as long as the street code is law

There will be no resolve

This is why the cycle keeps going on

So who will teach a thing or two 'bout the King of Jews

To a people that fight like they do not have a thing to lose?

Who will give ‘em the gospel before their finger is pulled on the trigger?

They can know Christ, but who will bring the news?

Who will provide the cure in these sick times?

I live amongst the walking dead

I’m like Rick Grimes

But no I’m not half-steppin' like Herschel

I’m fighting til I see Christ’s church move

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Verse 3

Bizzle!

See I could put you onto a thing or two

I just wanna see if you believe what you say you do

You married to the block, she a ??

and she playing' you

You loving her but all she ever done is middle finger you

She make jail birds outta' hustlers, fiends outta' customers

Sold you a dream to get cream outta' touchin' her, huggin' her

But when she get hot she kick you out and let the Feds all up in ??

Listen up boy, a sucker I ain’t never been

And I ain’t say I never sinned

I know that we all sick, beggar to the President

I just know somebody up in heaven with the medicine

If you ain’t never liii this

As hard as you ever liii that

I just wanna see what a happen if you did that

I’m a go hard for the Lord til' the death of me

Me?

Putting God over money was the recipe

Bizzle

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