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South Street Songtext
von Da’ T.R.U.T.H.

South Street Songtext

Oh woo, oh yeah
Kind of beat that get you moving right
Just clap woo, oh just clap for me
I got a message for you
Just-just-just clap for me
Niggas still clap though
Just-just-just clap for me
Baby girls

He picks us, pricks us, forgives us
Carried our sins that was heavier than six trucks
Sure as you can′t pay for a Benz with six bucks
You can't pay for your sins, dog it′s just
Too expensive, don't get defensive
God got a list of your sins too extensive


It ain't just what you do that offends him
But it′s how you were born, you′re offensive
That's why we′re out here in the trenches on benches
Calling all men to repentance
Saying you don't want to be on the fringes
But you want to be in a friendship with him now

You want to be in a kinship with him now
But if you want to French kiss the here and now then
Go ahead dog let your hair down
But you got to pay for it
And you′re aware now so

Don't ever say you never knew
You never heard everybody in an earshot listen
This life is just an illusion
New pursuits but same conclusion
Watch yourself, oh

Emptiness dog
I ain′t no genius dog
I'm just saying once he's involved
He makes life meaningful, let′s go


I wish there was a sign or signal
I wish that there was something I could do to convince you
Dog you′re sinful and as cute as you are
On that centerfold, girl, you're sinful
Looking for ways to make life eventful
′Cause it's full of pain, war, and pitfalls

The more you look
The more you′re ticked off and disappointed
'Cause all of it′s false

Lose your guns
God will crush your pistols
When he makes all of his enemies his footstool
You don't want to be on that side of the fence dog
But you will be 'cause there′s a fixed law

You and that pretty girl in the lip gloss can′t duck
'Cause somebody′s got to pay sins cost
If not, you then look to His cross
Where sin's cost was paid by God in skin so

Don′t ever say you never knew
You never heard everybody in an earshot listen
This life is just an illusion
New pursuits but same conclusion
Watch yourself, oh

Emptiness dog
I ain't no genius dog
I′m just saying once he's involved
He makes life meaningful, let's go

The people of God are so disenchanted with the world
And won′t take this for granted
We see the world like a distant parent
A dead-beat dad isn′t this apparent
Just look at how the kids diss their parents
A violation of the fifth commandment
And take a look at what chicks are wearing
How dudes and chicks in flicks are swearing (talk about it)

Uh, let me tell you
This God is displeased with these rebellious kids
Uh, I'll tell you what I mean
God is after man, man is after green
Uh, man will pay for that
If he don′t turn like the pages of a paperback, woo

Uh, from his wicked ways
Man, you better seek God
You've been sick for days
Matter fact you′ve been sick for years
Your sickness is called sinfulness and It's severe
If you die in your sins within the next six years or so
You′ll go to hell here the wicked go ooh

And if you're just six years old
Just know that you ain't got six years to blow
Switch ears, switch gears he′ll switch your flow
Just know this ain′t fictional, ya know?

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