Streetrunner
Just a little something about this song. When I first heard the music, I couldn't stop listening to this song. It was like sonic crack. Every night, I'd listen to it, and try to save up the funds to by it. Finally, when I got the cash to buy it, the producer decided he was making more money leasing it. So I leased it for much less than it cost to buy. Another way God makes a way for us.
I use to run the streets, heeding the girls that said I got what you need,
Fleeing the dealers who also said that I got what you need.
What I needed was Jesus Him I refused to believe,
Whatever my mind could conceive, ya boy was trying to make it happen.
That Tomcat, bombin' at the E U C,
Getting into it with folks who would loeave you broken and bleedin'
Streets reeking with gunsmoke despair and weed
This was 'Survivor' without the host and exotic locales
Those foul mouthed crush you in the teeth rude looking for some beef dudes
They packing heat like the summer, Some of 'em screwed, like my face when hearing beats like this,
I got the news, they've become another statistic
Tick Ticking's my time bomb and I wanna do is bang,
I'm doing the same things, thinking's nothing's gonna change
But change came, when Christ said He's address my fears,
Did Him like Holyfield did Tyson, and I lent Him and ear.
I was digging the lust, digging the pride and hate,
Digging my flesh and in doing so I was digging my grave.
The filth of sin was under my nails and in my soul,
The stench of guilt was stealing my breath choking my hope.
But Christ, broke the yoke when I was beaten and bound,
Threw my flesh in that grave, told it to lay down, and stay down.
Now, I breathe easily leaving that which was easily
Keeping me trapped deceiving me feeding me what was pleasing me
Christ, paid the penalty spilling blood that was meant for me
Loving me sacrificially so I'ma do the same,
So whtn that flesh resurrects, acts, as if it's coming back
Jesus gives it a smack, and says "I've been there, I've done that
Manufactured the T-shirt and own the rights to the film",
I just work as an extra, the starring role belongs to Him.
He is producer, director, of this epic in the making,
When all this is over Jesus Christ is getting credit!
I'm still running the streets, this time I'm saying that I got what you need,
Chasing the dealers and bangers saying I got what you need.
What I needed was Jesus in Him I finally believed
I know it's freedom that's needed the Lord's the One to make it happen
I was there, mimicking God in hopes of making it rain,
So I know, it's a facade stroking the aches and the pain
God sees you as you are, cold naked ashamed
Get out that perfect storm of sin, listen ("you need shelter")
These streets will leave you scarred as if you've been in a war,
Ain't no respect being the hardest to ever been in a morgue.
Street life's oxymoronic like an innocent whore,
If sin's your way of life then death'll kick in the door,
Hey, salvation is avaiable, believe and it's yours
His redemption's more complete than Kobe winning it's fourth
Don't you get it, He ain't your buddy, He's the infinite Lord,
Decide now, be a partaker of wrath or reward!