I get the juices flowing for my brothers on the corner

Coz I don't wanna paint the picture that nobody want 'em

The streets are talking but nobody listens when they speaking

And so it takes a man of God in them to do outreaching

I'm in your crib like tupperware and plus I got it covered

Coz people tell me that I'm preachy yet them killers love it

You can tell what makes up a man by what he puts his trust in

Put his money where his mouth is and watch him stop the fussing

Those who live by that gun will die by the gun that is busting

Binoculars by the window in case the Feds rushing

I had a fetish for diamonds and princess cuts and ...

Could feel the heat on me when I was ...

Who are the people the Bible tells you that you must lend to

All those who got an issue with you and who run against you

As Christians we are taught to hate the sin but love the sinful

So that doesn't permit a gay marriage in God's temple

I don't wanna get controversial, only influential

So if you think it's too late for you, don't let Satan get you

There's nothing that can separate you from the love of Yahweh

Coz a helicopter's the answer to a crowded highway

He can get you over any obstacle you must hurdle

This is the record to my brothers doing life for murder

On solitary confinement there's only one assignment

To give your life to the shining Author of life's alignment

Don't think that I get up on this mic and just start rhyming

I don't got time to waste anymore, I'm on God's timing

And time is money and money is something I envision

There is no rehabilitation in the prison system

So what you getting at Shabach, you know my kids listening

And they don't really pay attention 'til it's explicit

I can sit up here and tell you that Jesus is the Way

But I prefer to let you see the way I walk today

So put yourself in a better earthly position

Coz in the trouble we getting, somebody needs some uplifting

Everybody is thugging or mugging or blunt puffing

With no sense of originality, we're stunt doubling

I see it in the testimonies of some gospel rappers

Selling a nickel bag doesn't make you a gun clapper

How does that calculate to somebody who's living foul

Knowing you walked an inch but you claiming you walked a mile how?

I pray protection for my brothers slinging on the corner

Coz I don't wanna paint the picture that nobody want you

And this way you can never say nobody didn't warn you

Disobey if you feel you wanna but the real is on you

I'm speaking peace for my brothers sitting in the prison

Keep your head up coz it's better than an army enlistment

And if you choose to walk for Christ but you're still tripping

Shabach will be praying for you plus I'll be still spitting...