See them gunshots/
Yea that's them goons with that iron out/
If you listen closely you can hear the streets crying out/
Died before he got a chance to make loot/
Thugs caught him sleeping left a slug in his grapefruit/
And his moms cried a bundle of tears/
Ain't third world but they concrete jungleing here/
Were gorilla's and them tigers and them bears they be lying at/
Thinking they the king cause they ain't met the Lion yet/
Blowing on the Cush/
Got'em feeling radiant/
Trapped in the trap trapping twelve block radius/
Maybe on the Boyd/
Dormin whipped like some quicksand/
Peep'em in a nod make'em lean like a kickstand/
All they want is pleasure/
Do anything to have it/
Boxing with the wind/
Can't seem to grasp it/
And Jesus ain't the answer they just see him as a lamb/
He was beat, mocked, killed they just see him as a man/
The hoods were it's grimmy they don't think he can relate/
Being forsaking by your father seeing streets the all the hate/
Seen so much death in the slums it's the usual/
Pain gets suppressed they just numb to the funerals/
Searching for some joy possessions bring them happiness/
Living for today so they ain't focused on what's after this/
The core of the hood this how the heartbeat goes/
Can't show it all you just looking through a peephole/
Tell me can you see it/
The shots are firing/ the cops and sirens/ the block is crying/
Tell me can you see it/
The stress the streets claim/ at best they seek fame/ the death and deep pain/
Tell me can you see it can you see it through the peephole/
Tell me can you see it can you see it through the peephole/
Tell me can you see it can you see it through the peephole/
Cant show it all you just seeing through a peephole/
Born for the grind/
Whole hood heard of him/
Before the age of 5 he had people trying to murder him/
On strips and every block they was waiting on his rise/
But them haters had papes and sent them killers out to ride/
Moms & pops dipped from one town to another one/
Pops was a carpenter but they was still struggling/
Got to Nazareth that were they chose to fallback/
If that ain't hood life then what do you call that/
Came in our frame so he can relate to/ everything we face cause he faced what we face to/
Raised in the gutter deprived from the best/
But he wasn't just man He was God in the flesh/
Came from above to reflect what his loves like/
Stepped into time and divine was his blood type/
Send me I'll reside were the sinners be/
You'll ride for your homies but he died for his enemies/
Just for u and I he would rise on the third day/
The same God who spoke the world alive that wordplay/
Now we got two options believe or be crushed/
Yea he was beat mocked killed but endured it for us/
So it's by grace through faith mans saved now/
His life wasn't taken homeboy it was laid down/