Shaun "Witness" Woods - B.O.T.H. Endz lyrics

1 st verse Im seventeen years old I live in the hood But the hood don't live in me I ain't giving in to it God forbid I be ruined from sin erasing my purpose Or fall victim to generational curses My daddy deep in the streets my momma deep in church She always pray that dad'll do better by me and her She wants me to hang out with her older sister's kids She think they can teach me how a teenage christian lives Little do she know if I did I'd be ruined Cause after church they do what everyone on the block be doing Plus it's other things she don't wanna know Like daddy selling weed to one of the deacons on the low My cousins call me a loser my momma call me a winner Church folk don't even know me but they call me a sinner So where can I go I'm growing weary it's hard All I wanna do is experience God Chorus How can the same hands that God gave healing Be the same hands that push souls away And where is the scale that weighs the pain one feels when Those he care for go astray See it from both ends See it from both ends 2nd verse I'm forty years old and I pastor a church Which means I'm a professional at masking my hurt Late in the night fighting tears I walk and pray Tryna hold on to those determined to walk away They say I oppress folk to go get new cars But they ain't around when I go through this part They criticize but don't have a clue of the price This position'll cost ya when you're doing it right could you handle this? Ready to serve at anytime they need me which means Church family gets more of my time than my immediate Hurt cause saints who had the fire burning back in the day are Now turning their back on the Savior They call me old school cause I remember To hold fast to the standard that I was called to minister Nine out of ten I show my heart they'll hurt it But when that one reach God it was well worth it Repeat Chorus 3rd verse What's true is true stereotypes just pollute it Every youngun living in the hood ain't living foolish There are upright pastors that get accused of Touching little boys in their study but they did't do it Let's erase denomination and become a nation of worshippers To let the glory of God show more If people like dude in the first verse met shepherds like guy in the second The body of Christ would grow more I'm scared to become a pharisee It's sad to see a church piled full of sadducees The verdict be murder thee if it was her or me But if it's them or their kin they beg for the mercy seat Who prays for the preacher when he's depleted Need to be the people deep in the need of what he's preaching If you shun the lost the shepherds'll never reach em Thats no hope no wins see it from both ends Repeat Chorus