Текст песни In Ya Hood - 116 Clique
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
(Repeat)
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
(Repeat)
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
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
(Repeat
2x)
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