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letra de bump in da night - corey red & precise

[corey red]
ay yo precise, ay yo these cats in the street be k!llin me yo!
know i’m sayin? they think we go to church cuz we crabs man
they think we don’t understand the real man
they think cuz we christian we don’t know what reality is man c’mon man that’s preposterous
nah mean? ay yo precise yo k!ll da rumor!

[precise]
this ain’t a game i know the pain
slangin’ crack cocaine to maintain
everybody do the same thing
where i’m from, jail and slum
where the thugs clap ya
liquor bottles slap ya
tt’s entrap ya
little kids’ll rob ya
jealous baby fathers
with revolvers
thank god i met the problem solver
he saved me from the cold nights
the lonely stroll nights
to throwin’ up off the go go night
i know its real where the slugs fly
on lonely nights thugs cry
with pain 12 blunts can’t even nullify
double barrels lullaby
little kids asleep
fast teens turn to freaks, fiends stumble and drug sweeps
i know it cuz i seen it with my very own pupils
flipmode cats full clips and low scruples
so when i preach its not because i got manipulated
god demonstrated his power and then illuminated
my dim mind to preach it to brothers who walk the thin line
i’ve been blind 95 vision restored
i’ve been tryin to reach brothers and sisters caught in life’s twisters
scorched with life’s blisters, hopin’ the light hits ya
preachin from christ’s scriptures
deep in the night, sisters
seek in betta’ ways that are shakin’ from light fixtures
jesus the way you didn’t think made sense
shed his blood so you and the father can make amends

chorus:
[corey red]
ay yo we seen things that go bump in the night
lived in darkness but now through christ we seein’ the light
we don’t run wit guns, we don’t “rock ice”
you ain’t got nothin’ if you ain’t got christ

[corey red]
i used to jostle now i preach the gospel
i walked through places where the smell of human waste
will knock the hair out yo nostrils
i watched strong men shrivel up with cancer
i seen things that i should never ha’seen
like jojo dancer
christ’s the answer
but satan makin you blind
wastin’ yo time, maybe i’m just wastin’ my rhyme
i seen women sell they daughters for crack
i watched cats rob thugs, and they ain’t even had no slugs in they gat
i seen guns go off and guns bust back
i seen fiends cook c0ke on the stove
and make it come back
i know brothers lost they life ova dice
i watched others go to jail, while they man was home bangin they wife
i seen brothers from the same mother go ta war wit each otha’
believe it or not, i know a brother sold drugs to his mother
i watched rap change ’88 summa
in new york, they rarely fought
gun shots was clappin’ like thunda’
i seen strange things in my section
i saw a guy get kicked in his genitals and somehow he caught an erection
i know people with aids s-xin’ without protection
i lived in the same buildin’ with people that practice hexin’
used to rock permin’ and creases
they got uncles molestin nieces, givin funny hugs and squeezes
i watched satan rip people’s lives to pieces
and after all they been through
they still refuse to choose jesus

chorus:
[corey red]
ay yo we seen things that go bump in the night
lived in darkness but now through christ we seein the light
we don’t run wit guns, we don’t “rock ice”
you ain’t got nothin’ if you ain’t got christ

- corey red precise

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