Corey Red & Precise - Bump In Da Night lyrics

[Corey Red] Ay yo Precise, ay yo these cats in the street be k**in me yo! Know I'm sayin? They think we go to church cuz we crabs man They think we don't understand the real man They think cuz we Christian we don't know what reality is man c'mon man that's preposterous Nah mean? Ay yo Precise yo k** da rumor! [Precise] This ain't a game I know the pain Slangin' crack c**aine to maintain Everybody do the same thing Where I'm from, jail and slum Where the thugs clap ya Liquor bottles slap ya TT's entrap ya Little kids'll rob ya Jealous baby fathers With revolvers Thank God I met the problem solver He saved me from the cold nights The lonely stroll nights To throwin' up off the go go night I know its real where the slugs fly On Lonely nights thugs cry With Pain 12 blunts can't even nullify Double barrels lullaby Little kids asleep Fast teens turn to freaks, fiends stumble and drug sweeps I know it cuz I seen it with my very own pupils Flipmode cats full clips and low scruples So when I preach its not because I got manipulated God demonstrated his power and then illuminated My dim mind to preach it to brothers who walk the thin line I've been blind 95 vision restored I've been tryin to reach brothers and sisters caught in life's twisters Scorched with life's blisters, hopin' the light hits ya Preachin from Christ's scriptures Deep in the night, sisters Seek in betta' ways that are shakin' from light fixtures Jesus the way you didn't think made sense Shed his blood so you and the father can make amends Chorus: [Corey Red] Ay yo we seen things that go bump in the night Lived in darkness but now through Christ we seein' the light We don't run wit guns, we don't “Rock Ice” You ain't got nothin' if you ain't got Christ [Corey Red] I used to jostle now I preach the gospel I walked through places where the smell of human waste Will knock the hair out yo nostrils I watched strong men shrivel up with cancer I seen things that I should never ha'seen Like Jojo dancer Christ's the answer But Satan makin you blind Wastin' yo time, maybe I'm just wastin' my rhyme I seen women sell they daughters for crack I watched cats rob thugs, and they ain't even had no slugs in they gat I seen guns go off and guns bust back I seen fiends cook coke on the stove And make it come back I know brothers lost they life ova dice I watched others go to jail, while they man was home bangin they wife I seen brothers from the same mother go ta war wit each otha' Believe it or not, I know a brother sold d** to his mother I watched rap change '88 summa In New York, they rarely fought Gun shots was clappin' like thunda' I seen strange things in my section I saw a guy get kicked in his genitals and somehow he caught an erection I know people with AIDS s**in' without protection I lived in the same buildin' with people that practice hexin' Used to rock permin' and creases They got uncles molestin nieces, givin funny hugs and squeezes I watched Satan rip people's lives to pieces And after all they been through They still refuse to choose Jesus Chorus: [Corey Red] Ay yo we seen things that go bump in the night Lived in darkness but now through Christ we seein the light We don't run wit guns, we don't “Rock Ice” You ain't got nothin' if you ain't got Christ