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letra de wild style - corey red & precise

chorus: you in a matrix and you can’t get up out of it until you come to jesus cause he’s just the only way for you to get out it some doubt it but if you ’bout it then you must come to jesus cause he’s just the only way

verse 1: (precise) enter the mindstate / infiltrate the crime zone / same preaching new time zone / plus your mind is blown by how the rhyme’s flowin’ / lines hit your brain and numb it without the yayo / in ’93 i’m hustlin’ in the cut tryin’ lay low / in ’95 a new creature / urban street preacher / this rap thing is cool but god gave me a lot to teach here / i preach this in the midst of life-sucking leeches and false teachers who use jesus to cop ice pieces / my life thesis the gospel / jesus through my arteries and nostrils / check out my crew preaching the bible / i love mics cordless / even haters applaud this / the ladies look good but a godly woman is gorgeous / if i can leave a legacy lord let ’em remember me for preaching in the holy ghost not positive energy / i offer this / he’ll metamorphosis jesus the christ sn-tching your soul out the ghost orphanage / been waiting for a long time in the brick oven just waiting to spit cousin / christ crucified and his second coming / accept it or reject it / y’all don’t know we was here / crystal clear repent / the end of the planet is near / ayo the holy ghost rocks me like j-panese sake / some say i speak c-cky i just know that god got me and won’t drop me and the gates of h-ll won’t stop me / and corey still will preach even if one of you cats pop me

verse 2: (corey red) ayo you caught up in the matrix / and like the ghetto boys your mind plays tricks / your soul is like i’m lovin’ this song your flesh hates this / because it pull you closer to god / if police ain’t get you yet don’t even think you gettin’ over on god / we put christ at the tip-top even if you thuggin’ it / heavy metal mixed with hip-hop / you know you lovin’ it / on a block with a nine with a lot on your mind let me drop you a line / satan got a lock on your mind / he want to see you with a hole in your head shot with a nine / in a front row careful / i spit a lot when i rhyme / i got a lot on my mind but life without christ just ain’t the same / like the new york city skyline / the rhyme-bringer / the double-edged sword swinger / the god praiser / the lyrics from the heart maker / i drop verbs and proverbs like solomon / screamin’ false prophets like the green goblin / my man p. is married as for me i’m single / speak in tongues plus english / i’m bilingual / i’m not a gangster but yo i’m runnin’ through rap / and like bernie mac i ain’t scared of none of you cats / jesus christ the messiah fact / and when he split the sky / that’s when the empire strikes back / from the ghetto out to your green meadow the world is a jungle / so let’s get ready to rumble /

- corey red precise

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