Lyrics Thang or Two - illumiNATE, DATIN, Bizzle

Thang or Two

Yeah, if I could just tell you a thang or two
Living the street life ain’t the thing to do
I done been there, trusted in a banger too
So that my dead homies I could name a few
Nah;
I’m a just let ‘em rest in peace
Now take heed and go be the best you can be
Spread your wings little daddy and fly off the streets
If you gon' body anything homie then ??
We united, we surrounded by hatred
And most of their worldviews are incredibly basic
So I hit you with the truth to get you outta' that Matrix
Speaking to your spirit man, it’s time to awaken!
I’m shakin', like a blue-nosed bully thing
Sixty-six in the clip equipped with a fully thang
Yeah, it ain’t no way that you gon' fool me man
I survived the rain on the turf when them bullets rang
Now it’s Jesus over erry-thang, GI
Hit me with His love when I thought I was a BI
Knew that I was cold since a grasshopper, knee high
Now I bang the light, this is Christ til' I retire
I desire revival so I’m making disciples
No longer am I in them streets banging on my rivals
I’m banging with this Bible and praying on my knees
Worshiping my Saviour and following His lead
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Verse 2
A mural marks the spot where a soldier falls
And as his homies pour liquor on the floor
He’s young and strapped enough to go to war
Cause the only way to they know to mourn, is to avenge the bro that’s gone
It’s protocol to pack two straps like overalls
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and leave him leaking, laying on the floor
And as long as the street code is law
There will be no resolve
This is why the cycle keeps going on
So who will teach a thing or two 'bout the King of Jews
To a people that fight like they do not have a thing to lose?
Who will give ‘em the gospel before their finger is pulled on the trigger?
They can know Christ, but who will bring the news?
Who will provide the cure in these sick times?
I live amongst the walking dead
I’m like Rick Grimes
But no I’m not half-steppin' like Herschel
I’m fighting til I see Christ’s church move
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Verse 3
Bizzle!
See I could put you onto a thing or two
I just wanna see if you believe what you say you do
You married to the block, she a ??
and she playing' you
You loving her but all she ever done is middle finger you
She make jail birds outta' hustlers, fiends outta' customers
Sold you a dream to get cream outta' touchin' her, huggin' her
But when she get hot she kick you out and let the Feds all up in ??
Listen up boy, a sucker I ain’t never been
And I ain’t say I never sinned
I know that we all sick, beggar to the President
I just know somebody up in heaven with the medicine
If you ain’t never liii this
As hard as you ever liii that
I just wanna see what a happen if you did that
I’m a go hard for the Lord til' the death of me
Me?
Putting God over money was the recipe
Bizzle
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