Pro - Aye You lyrics

[Hook:] AYE YOU! I see you riding by so fly Tell me what you gon' do when you die? I'm screamin' at 'em like AYE AYE AYE AYE Hook AYE YOU! So if you wanna know about life I can point you to the one who gave me mine Holla at me like AYE AYE AYE AYE AYE YOU! [Verse 1:] Now lemme chop it up with'chu They paint life so many ways to help you get a clear picture This hot metal'll fly out the barrell and still split you You still tryna drink from a broken water pitcher A cistern, grandma's not my concern But why the hood k**in' folk and we still won't learn? Turn money to a God 'cause our homes are the altar But it only lead to d**h, I suggest that we alter What we put our faith in when life start to cave in Then we wanna run to God like we need savin' What about now? Just 'cause you ain't on your d**h bed Don't mean that you done found life, you already dead But the cross is the defibrillator Shock your heart man, help you focus on the Savior So till they put ya boy in a tomb I'm on a soapbox yellin' the truth, screamin' like [?] [Hook] [Verse 2:] Homie in the bed with his head on his pillow Lookin' at the ceiling wondering how to make a k**in' 'Cause there's roaches in the living room No food to consume and papa drinkin' to his doom Mama workin' [?] wardrobe from Wal-Mart Dare you say somethin' about it, joke if you get smart Full of rage, he conspire to get paid Thinkin' if he up is status maybe that will be a way Ah, he see d**h all around him Put a boxcutter on the last person [who] tried to clown him 'Cause money gets you power, power get respect He ain't felt high, neither one of them felt yet See that's the mind frame we were sent here to change Instead of bickering on the boards, get on your job man So till they put us all in the tomb Let's get some megaphones and yell out the truth, screamin' like [?] [Hook] [Verse 3:] Excuse me, can I prescribe a remedy That easily will set you free? Christ died for you and me So if I was you I would turn 'Cause one day the sky'll crack and the judge will return And when I say "turn" I don't mean just to attend church But count everything as loss and look to Christ for self-worth Your money, guap, cheese, queso Use it to his glory, don't move unless he say so Cars, job, shoes, clothes Make it all secondary in pursuit of the Lord Commune with a group of people that's doin' the same thang 'Cause it's the body of Christ, it's what we use to make change I don't grind 'cause I'm free, I grind 'cause I believe And it's a me and other people that's doin' the same thing We hold to the same dream to see Christ crucified And marvel at his greatness, see you on the other side