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What is Life, when you ain't living right Sight when your blind as night Low level living, trying to perpetrate height With all your might, you scrape, and you thug, and you fight And refuse every invitation to come into the Light What's it like, to have to maintain Gain, life left lane, strife, death, pain, all in vain This world will make a lot of promise to keep you high lit If your an earthbound thug, than you've got what you get And don't even expect no more You might as well plunder in this war But also expect the God of Heaven to one day tally up the score Who you playing for, does your coach know the game Are you shooting with a ball that's engulfed in flame Well if your tired of contract, you saw what it paid Hold out right now, make your team force a trade It ain't a easy move, in fact it's hard But only real ball players play for this real rough squad Coached by the God, the one and only Jehovah And the first dribbling skill he teaches is the Cross over In fact He did it to perfection, without (no) question Refer to the Holy play book for accurate recollection He seeking no names rookies, in which he never met And those in foul trouble who admit their game is suspect He'll turn a freshman in to an upper classer With joy and laughter, He'll take'em higher than NASA He can turn a Pimp into a sho'nuff Pastor Turn a pathetic amateur in to a perennial master And he'll do more than these mere power displays He'll teach you His way, and make it John Blaze Cause ain't nothing lacking in Christ And he loves to turn a thug to the Love Life [Chorus] What's the right life More rugged than thug life It's the Love Life, It's the Love Life Mo' better than drug life, mug life or the club life It's the Love Life Yall [2x] [Bridge] How is it that your gonna go all out When you really don't know what life is all about Your wile-ing out, your wile-ing out Thug life ain't really what you hear them claim Somebody always seems to have a better aim Get out the game, get out the game When Christ comes back to collect on Dues Watch how many thugs gonna sing the blues You better choose, Yo He can't lose All now here we go again New day and new flow again Mission, prove and show again Let my Sis and Dun's know again Same stizzy and plan again Proclaim the God-Man again To the Dead -mannequins Want clothes and places to stand again On the Bully, everybody's high strung like a pulley You don't survive unless understand the game fully So as God's aliens and strangers in this place The only way we make it is to stay up in His face By prayer and grace as sheep among wolves We duck the buck shot and keep it moving with the hooves Tell me what's rugged To dwells with the murders and the thugged And have a four-pound and won't even lug it You don't want to kill but you will to keep it real You got a lot a heat some of these cold blooded cats need to feel Like Davy Crocket, you'll loose the hand rockets But there's a crown of thorns that won't let you cock it There's the one who was hit with the three spike bullets Who bleed all on your trigger and now you can't even pull it The shots pierced through His wrist and feet into the wood And He took it like a Savior like thug never could Like a God, Like a King, Like a Soldier at War Who knew the cost of dying, and all that it was for All for us, who would never feel his pain But now we say to live is Christ and to die is gain So Praise the true God in His wisdom and might Who can turn a thug to the Love Life [Chorus]
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