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[T-Bone]Comin straight from the Westcoast killin fieldsIn the Bone Corelone, pimpin, keep it realYou know the deal, corn braids and the thug appealStreet slang, make the hits that the thugs feelDemons nudge grillWhen they hear my scoped aimed and I shoot to killAnd haters jealous, cause I`m saggin for the dollar billPlatinium, crushed ice, and its all realGospel hip hop got it locked stillWho do you think it was sprinkled the gameWit Westcoast, Gospel rap plus a brim and a caneStreet slang and a message that they couldnt containTaught you bout the streets and the way that they bangedCocaine, methinphedamines, gin and tonic, remmy martinHennessey, sherm, chocolate tie and the chronicBlood, Crips, Eses, M 13Parues, Zou bous, no rules and county bluesYa`ll[Chorus]Still preachin that Word wit the bangin beatsReached locked out loks, grindin on the streetsHustlers, servin caine, g`s pullin hitSteady reachin em wit the word seven days aweek[2x][T-Bone]Im still rippin and kickin flippin and spittin lyrics that got you thinkinTrippin, grippin your Bibles, diggin jus to see whats writtenInvision pawin in prison livin in the worst conditions makin desiscionsWit conviction for the One that`s arisen, see my missionIs to give visions to the ones that listen like catacisimBut the ones arrested for vandalism, it`s your desiscionsEternal prision, or you can except what the Lords givenWhat`s that? Your sins forgivenSee I`m tryin to get you walkin through the Pearly GatesAnd save you from the lake of fire, full of demon snakesHow do I do that?By askin the Lord to forgive you of all of your sinsAnd then turnin away from all of your wickedness and not turn backAnd start walkin on the straight and narrowGet the Word inside of your temple until it`s dwellin in your bone marrowNo more packin a gat in the back of a lackAttackin, and smackin a crackhead wit a baseball bat[Chorus][T-Bone]Still makin g music for the cold killersGangbangers, convicts, pimps, playas, weed smokers and them drug dealersCap peelers, thiefs, felons and those guerillasAnd drug lords, over seas stackin big skrillaAnd still the same, ain`t nothin changedStreet raps, altar calls and proclaim the nameNever was a shame of the One who was slainOn the dirt and all the pain, bleedin wit nails in His handJus to save me from the burnin flamesAmazin Grace, He took my placePaid the ransom, then got my sins earsedAnd now, words can`t express what I feel inside of my fleshEvery breath is given God glory until my deathSee I`m blessed, beyond mesasuresLike silver and gold treasures and world pleasuresSpinnin Lexus` changin the world preasuresSo that heathens that were grieven, theifinCan now believin that Jesus bleedin was for a reasonBecause of what I`m spittin[Chorus]

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Still Preachin

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