I come from a line of hustlers
Pops was on the streets of new york serving the customers
Till he became who he served
And the pleasure couldnt amount to the pain that he earned
I followed in his path
A bastard finding a father in the dudes who had the block on smash
My only identity was the sin in me
A enemy of God every step taking the penalty
Death in my tone echoed in my surrounding
My love for lust cried the river that I drowned in
A statistic in the making
My life was a lie I was living just to wasted
Hell so close I could taste it
Played with the fire prior to me being made his
Should'a could'a would'a been that instead of me
But he crushed the fate that waited ahead of me
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him
I came from the jungle & it's smelly in the lions den
Packaged up & shipped a product of my environment
Environment produced
Moms high pops gone that's the story usually there's no difference from u to me
So OG's raised me showed me how to bag the blow
Living life in sin sin wasn't in the natti though
Yo a young boi taking wrong steps
Couldn't hear the Lords call like I was tone deaf
In love with the hood & since the hood mirrored me
Apart from it who would the person in the mirror be
Thought there was no fear in me but scared to embrace change
Until the Lords glory came & rocked me like a freight train
That's when grace came what a great exchange
He took me off the broken blocks & placed me on straight lane
Saved me from myself & the grave I was digging me
Laid in it for me raised then came to live in me
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him
See Im often reminded when I was walking blindly
Not thinking of living holy you'd know me by smelling dodie listen
Wasnt a Christ pusher I was a white pusher
Posted on death row for doe a all night pusher
Not passing crack houses handing out tracks
I was posted for mad hours trying to get stacks listen
Not trying to glorify the life as I seek to remember
Just trying to show through my life Im the chiefest os sinners
Saw the price of His blood
And seen all that I was
Was a mistake as I came face to face with Jesus love
Got a glimpse of the Christ & fell in love with him truly
And came to find that the world couldnt match His beauty
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him
I aint always been who I am
Look into my past see the sin in the man
But he came from destruction
Living in a grave and my ways were disgusting
I pray that you trust Him