Sean Slaughter - Street Corner Catz lyrics

[Verse 1] It be that verse spittin' minister, changin' fractions to integers The Spirit cringe in us, 'til we crack shackles from prisoners You rap about the girls, gats, and d** you administer I spit about King Elohim, came to sentence ya Cuff and arrest ya, with peace that pa**es all intelligence You a player in the world, but in the spirit celibate Yeah that flow is phatt, but it's not Christ so it's irrelevant I'm in the street pedaling his Word, life is delicate So I don't play, when it comes to issues of my lifestyle And realize, you don't get to heaven cause of nice smiles And good grades, even if ya drank a thang of Gatorade You still haven't got enough juice to walk the path the savior paved Time is tickin' while you chase the fame, embrace the game Man the stakes the same, got prison digits, tryin' to make a name Ever since I met the Savior; saved, thon it ain't the same And when I shout Jesus Christ, the earth shakes, it hates the name Hate's the God that gave the greatest gift, just to take the blame Either suffer for peace, or you can chill and bait the flame You say I'm crazy, man that cat ain't bright, he ain't talking sane It all good, a thousand years from now, still no walking cane This is for the gangs, for the clicks, for the crews Who got nothing to lose and dish out the good news Street corner catz, preaching the Word up in ya habitat And won't stop until you rattle cats, now where's the battle at (2X) [Verse 2] Played the game, pounds of trees, forty dogs and robberies And when it came to women, hit and leave was my famous steez One day God our Father brought me crashing to my knees Saying please, Lord take my heart from this pagan freeze I heard the Lord say, stay at ease I knew this day would come Accept me in ya heart and go from relative to closest son And kid, I'm a make you close to none, only close to one The time for Christ is really close to come, then it's closed and done So now I live for the chosen one, check the resemblance The only difference, I went from, sandals to Timberlands The Holy Spirit still living in, still rekindling Never dwindling, I got a ma** like the minutemen Total revelation coupled with the raw action, check my whole faction Spirit of God, baby we all packin' Unbelievable this all happened, now I grip Christ like trucks with all traction Thirst for him, its called pa**ion Word life, word to J.Christ, I'm on my third life Now its personal, not ya everyday church life I felt the heat when I ignored the light, won't get burnt twice But most are incomplete like cilo minus the third die Chorus [Verse 3] My third eye which is my mind's eye, focused on El shadie Who else would die for my sins and leave his rights unexercised While we focus on a Lex and thighs, gram cake and pies Awaken high, multiple kids and still taken guys Still letting the cat with the most dough, take the prize It makes him cry, make his hate the devil and his bait of lies His fate alies, in a pool of flames, soon we'll see who will reign So I count my troubles as gain If Christ had to suffer I say double the pain Less of me and more of him, yo, that's double the gain Jesus Christ I bubble the name, sport it like rocks On a Rolex, praying that you cats would wanna swap From ya fake movado, that street corner motto That ya rather pack gats, son, and play Soprano And put ya trust in ya homeboy like Sam Gravano That's like rolling dice broke, son, or playing lotto What's the reasoning, that you keep the Holy Ghost from breezing in He called me the salt of earth, stay seasoning Stay appeasing him for lost sheep who fell and lost sleep Hold ya head, worship him, and keep ya praise lofty Chorus