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the untold story(all of my life) pt 2
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ANYONE THAT HAS EVER BEEN IN A GANG,CURRENTLY IA GANG, OR THINKING ABOUT BEING IN A GANG HAS TO HEAR THIS.
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Chriatian Rap Group
Transform-Us is christian rap group with two members, Holy-Smoak and Todd "The Author". Originally from Savannah(The Seaport) and Albany(Da'Bany)Georgia.These two Georgia boys connected at their local church in Omaha, Nebraska. This ex-gang member and former street thug, now saved, sanctified and filled with the Holy Ghost has come to change the game and breath new life into the music industry. Aimed to penetrate the "world" with a power packed word from God through scripture and testimonial commentary while staying true to the "Gospel" sound.T.U. is an uncompromising unorthodox group ready to bring about a whole new style to christian rap. Get Ready!
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Christian Rap
Charts
Peak #398
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
Todd The Author
Rights
3-20-06
Uploaded
September 27, 2006
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MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:57
Story behind the song
TODD THE AUTHOR AND HOLYSMOAK WORK AT A COUNTY JAIL WHERE WE HAVE ENCOUNTERED MANY OF GANG-MEMBERS.BOTH OF US HAVING BEEN IN GANGS(HOLYSMOAK) AND AFFILLIATED WITH THEM IN THE PAST, I WROTE THIS SONG FROM REAL LIFE STORIES OF PEOPLE THAT I KNOW AND PERSONAL EXPERIENCES IN THE STREET. THE LORD GAVE ME THE CONCEPT, THAT IS IT'S UNTOLD BECAUSE THE OBJECT OF THE STORY ACTUALLY NEVER SPEAKS. I'M RAPPING HIS STORY FROM WHAT I SEE. IT'S ALSO UNTOLD BECAUSE THIS IS THE STORY THAT'S HIDDEN TO YOUNG MEN THAT ARE FASCINATED WITH THE IDEA OF BEING A GANGSTER.
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I RAN INTO A CAT THE OTHER DAY, AN OLD GHETTO VET, HE HAD, TEARS ON HIS FACE, BUT HIS EYES WEREN'T WET. I MEAN THE, TEARS THEY HAD DRIED, IN HIS FACE LIKE SWEAT, HE WORE THE NUMBER OF HIS STREET, ON HIS HEART LIKE A VEST. ON HIS CHEST I SEEN THE SCARS OF, CRASHES IN CARS, CLASHES IN BARS, IN HIS MIND WERE THE FLASHES OF WAR. THE BLOOD LINES OF HIS PUPILS SHOW THE STRESS OF THE STREET, A BAD DIET, FROM A LIFE OF RIOT, LEAD TO NO SLEEP. PLAYING FOR KEEPS WAS THE ONLY WAY, LIVE FOR TODAY, WITH NO, DREAMS FOR TOMORROW, IT SEEMED FAR AWAY. BAGS, UNDER HIS LASHES SHOW THE DRAGS OF WEED, TRYING TO, COPE WITH A LIFE FILLED WITH DRASTIC DEEDS, FLAGS AND GREED, HE MURDERED MEN THAT USED TO BE FRIENDS. REGRETS, HE LOST HIS MOTHER TO THAT TIME IN THE PEN. NOW HE WISHED HE HAD THAT THEM DAYS BACK, BUT TWENTY YEARS ARE GONE SINCE HE WAS BRANDED AND HANDED A LITTLE DIME SACK. O.G. TO THE HEART AND HE EARNED THAT FAME, CAN'T GET A JOB, HE'S A FELON, AND HE EARNED THAT NAME. TURNED HIS HOOD INTO A HOUSEHOLD GANG THROUGH GUN BATTLES, AND PAIN AND MADE GANGSTERS OUT OF BABY'S WITH RATTLES. NOW THE, BABY HE MADE IS A MONSTER FOR SHO' AND EVEN, AFTER HE DIES, STILL THE MONSTER WILL GROW. NOW, TEARS FILL INSIDE, BUT HIS PRIDE WON'T SHOW, HE, CLOSES HIS EYES SO HIS PRIDE WON'T FLOW. I, GRABBED HIS HAND, THIS , FULL GROWN MAN, TOLD HIM ABOUT GOD AND HIS FULL GROWN PLAN. TREATED LIKE DIRT, HIS ONLY SON IN THE FORM OF THE SAND, HE DID THE WORK THAT WAS DIRTY,TOOK THE PAIN IN HIS HANDS. FOR ALL THE TRIGGERS HE HAD PULLED AND THE DRUGS THAT HE GAVE, JESUS, WAS HUNG HIGH FOR THE HIGH THAT HE CRAVED. HIS, BLOOD WAS SHED FOR CRIPS, CRIPLED FOR BLOODS BECAUSE HE, CAME TO SAVE, SET TRIPPERS AND THUGS. TATTOES FOR A KILLER, IT ALL STARTED WITH CAIN, HOMIE,YOU GOT THE SCAR, BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIVE WITH PAIN. THE, HEALING IT FLOWS THROUGH EMMANUEL'S VEINS, COME TO THE CROSS AND LET THE BLOOD WASH THE GUILT AND THE SHAME. BREAK THE, SHACKLES AND CHAINS AND RECYCLE YOUR NAME, BREAK THE, HATRED & STRIFE, BREAK THE CYCLE OF GANGS. JESUS WILL TAKE YOU THROUGH ALL THE LOWS AND THE HIGHS, HOW DO YOU KNOW, I TOLD HIM LOOK AT MY EYES. HE SAW THE, LIGHT OF THE LORD, I GOT INSTANT RESPECT. INSTANT CONNECT, I CAME FROM A LIFE OF REJECT THE LIGHT ON MY FACE, IT REFLECTS GOD'S GRACE HE, EMBRACES THE LOVE AND THE DARK IS ERASED,. FOR ALL THE TRIGGERS HE HAD PULLED AND THE DRUGS THAT HE GAVE, JESUS, WAS HUNG HIGH FOR THE HIGH THAT HE CRAVED. HIS, BLOOD WAS SHED FOR CRIPS, CRIPLED FOR BLOODS, BECAUSE HE, CAME TO SAVE, SET TRIPPERS AND THUGS.
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