Brothatone

Brothatone - Reachin Out lyrics

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I’m writing down a vision and I’m making it plain,

Givin them Jesus in the street, make no mistake in the name.

The target is today’s youth, so I’m taking an aim

Shootin to get ‘em saved, we wanna see ‘em making a change

Bringing life to ya spot, yeah man you hear right

Screamin’ you can live and you ain’t got to smoke or splurge dice

Cause when you living in the hood is like a baseball game,

You might see a homes run trynna duck his third strike

So we back ‘em in a bush take a minute teach ‘em scripture

Put ‘em in a gym and tryn’ keep ‘em out the system

Show ‘em he ain’t gotta have grills to be real man

Forget a chrome wheel, we gone reach ‘em with a pencil

The world feed ‘em lies, I’m deliverin’ facts

They done forgot about the hood, so the prison is packed,

They gone to Africa to preach Christ

While the dope man ride through my neighborhood givin’ little one a sack

And so I’m reaching out, we wanna get ‘em at the source,

In they heart, so we reaching it’s in Jesus and not sports

Man I’m reaching out, No more just standing on the porch

Come and meet me on the court, bring your Bible and ya shorts

Dawg, I’m reaching out, and it ain’t all about the game,

But it’s all about the youth, Spreadn’ truth to make a change

A I’m reaching out, We wanna see you do the same,

So we writing down a vision in they heart until it’s plain.

(They done forgot about my hood mane)

I’m tired of seeing dudes from my hood loose they innocence

Fourteen years old smokin’ weed and puffin’ cigarettes

It hurts to know the he don’t know the Holy God of Genesis

Rejecting Christ the Savior, missin’ out on all the benefits

I know little dudes, that lost they life before they finish it,

Victimized by the streets ‘cause nobody witnessing

Churches having church and getting’ crunck cause we claim Christ

The scheme failing to tell ‘em Jesus want ‘em to change

So in the hood little homie getting drunk in the slang

Or in the back of alley ways getting jumped in a gang

Plus HBO and Bet is being pumped in his brain

He dreaming 20 inches round with a trunk full of cain

So I vow to reach out with the gospel till he’s saved

Get him in a pulpit life before he on the front page

I’ll be your role model, hate to see you get sprayed

I’d trynna bring flowers to your wedding rather than your grave

So I’m reaching out, we wanna get ‘em at the source,

In they heart, so we reaching it’s in Jesus and not sports

Man I’m reaching out, No more just standing on the porch

Come and meet me on the court, bring your Bible and ya shorts

Dawg, I’m reaching out, and it ain’t all about the game,

But it’s all about the youth, Spreadn’ truth to make a change

A I’m reaching out, We wanna see you do the same,

So we writing down a vision in they heart until it’s plain.

(They done forgot about my hood mane)

In the hood everybody yap but they ain’t spittin’ truth

And some bondage got they mind trapped and they ain’t getting’ loosed

On the block ain’t no dubs just bottles of grey goose

Plus the ballers got on jerseys but they ain’t shootin’ hoops

And the court that they see is like the home of the bob cats

Attracting cats Like Shawn May stickin’ them with orange suits

I pray and hope they might see, the truth to do the right thang

And read the bible like the movie scripts from Spike Lee

I’m praying that the love of God will turn ‘em in his Nikes

Keep the weed from his lips and whiskey out his icetea

I visualize a longer life with murder rapes and lifey

I see a future with a couple children and a wifey

Christ is uncondemning man, He comes to give him hope

And if nobody give him love, then someone will give him dope,

Or the cops will give him handcuffs, the judge will give him life

Or we’ll look inside a casket and wish we gave ‘em Christ

So I’m reaching out, we wanna get ‘em at the source,

In they heart, so we reaching it’s in Jesus and not sports

Man I’m reaching out, No more just standing on the porch

Come and meet me on the court, bring your Bible and ya shorts

Dawg, I’m reaching out, and it ain’t all about the game,

But it’s all about the youth, Spreadn’ truth to make a change

A I’m reaching out, We wanna see you do the same,

So we writing down a vision in they heart until it’s plain.

(They done forgot about my hood mane)

<br><br>Thanks to am_morton

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