[Hook: Steven Malcolm]
Bloodfire, shotta dead in the street
Remembered only by them t-shirt memory
Dollar sign 'pon them eyes full of greed
By any means them rudeboy gon’ eat
Don't ask me why I'm always off in the street
Tell me who about to do it if not me
Lemme introduce ya to the ghetto
Introduce ya to
[Verse 1: Eshon Burgundy]
White horse crack the sky, he gon’ be upon it, uh
Salvation provided for whoever want it
I like my bread unleavened, put no fluff upon it
I will no longer put no reverend over God incarnate
Slavemasters out to get a bag, whipping the slave
Now they whip a jag, give the slave minimum wage
When God move, they say that's the universe on display
That's blasphemy, they say He fake, don't ever do what He say
They sound like snakes, on the ground like snakes
Sound like hate but they tell me it's love
They don't have no faith in whatever He states
Graduate to the Heaven above
Ain't nothing united about these states
We look like blood banging on cuz
White-collar crime getting freedom
Blue-collar crime getting cuffs
It's an epidemic, we not naive
We won’t forget it, it’s unprecedented
I don't believe they will admit it, everything misleading
The TV grieving our spirit, agenda against our children
With all the sex and the killing
All the text are revealing and they drilling, who wants smoke
So much of it in the air, if you were here then you gon’ choke
And you could die for anything, a pair of sneakers or a coat
Ever since the local government made c-rack out of coke
It's been embezzlement in federal efforts, they got the devil print
Devil in disguise under the guise of benevolence
Put us in housing developments and gave us weaponry
Insulting our intelligence, destroying our legacy, salute
[Hook: Steven Malcolm]
Bloodfire, shotta dead in the street
Remembered only by them t-shirt memory
Dollar sign 'pon them eyes full of greed
By any means them rudeboy gon' eat
Don’t ask me why I'm always off in the street
Tell me who about to do it if not me
Lemme introduce ya to the ghetto
Introduce ya to
[Verse 2: Eshon Burgundy]
I am standing firm, I'm not taking flight
Faith come by hearing, not just overnight
Yeah, search my own character for oversight
Yeah, Yeshua alone is the prototype
You know a liar's divided by what he does
And what he knows is right
How does this violence against the weak even get justified
If there's a dollar to be made they'll provide the genocide
People die and they'll get paid but never be identified
Everything they've done is weighing on their conscience
Forgiveness is a gift given by God, it's constant
Be forgiven, please repent from sin, mission accomplished
If you confess then God will do the rest and get you sponsored
When I was young and I was hanging with the wrong outfit
I was the one that had the gun but really wasn't 'bout it
Backseat Tre saying "doughboy let me out it"
Around live ones who will let off when the clip was crowded
And doctors kill the baby, they declare that murder is legal
Take the money, saying it's in the best interest of the people
But woe to those that call evil good and good evil
Isaiah 5:20, accountants counting that blood money
But it's counterfeit, we counter it with true blood money
Christ died for each and every one of us
And He coming back for the future that's in front of us
I just hope that we are still alive when the summer up
Maybe some of us
[Hook: Steven Malcolm]
Bloodfire, shotta dead in the street
Remembered only by them t-shirt memory
Dollar sign 'pon them eyes full of greed
By any means them rudeboy gon' eat
Don't ask me why I'm always off in the street
Tell me who about to do it if not me
Lemme introduce ya to the ghetto
Introduce ya to
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