He Is ... I Am

Lyrics

Part I: "He Is" [Intro: Thompson Community Singers & GRIP] Who can I tell my struggles too? (Uh) Who gives me peace when I'm goin' through He will (Yeah, uh), oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour Who can I tell my struggles too? Who gives me peace when I'm goin' through He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour He will, oh what a saviour [Verse 1: GRIP] Always there when I'm under pressure Very similar to the one that sat atop my uncle's dresser His was chrome, so it glistened, you dressed in all black So your cover never get blown on the missions, stealth purposes The first time I touched your trigger that shit triggered nervousness Growing up in my hood, you were the 'cause of so many funeral services Another thug killed amidst a drug deal, it only led to more blood spilled See, I understand your mechanics So I never take for granted how you manage to do damage Randomly landed in the hands of a few loose cannons Back when I was watching Goof Troops and eating Fruit Loops You sprayed at your target but the strays ricocheted and struck a kid that used to shoot hoops And as a kid myself, that was hard to digest, like will I die next? Causalities of war, I guess, sorry I digress, huh You protected me from the coroner Early mornings at Mom-and-Pops corner spots Niggas thought shit was sweet 'til I let off them warning shots Had a gold chain and wore a watch That bit' ain't even tell the time no more, but it was shinin' though I kept you in my lining or underneath my seat when I was driving Or under pillows on them nights I found a dime to slide in 'Cause shit, I figure, you never know if that bitch got a nigga Or an ex that got the extra key from when he stayed with her Part II: "I Am" [Intro] Snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose Snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose, snubnose [Chorus] My snubnose a rebel, you hear that bitch echo from ghetto to ghetto to ghetto From ghetto to ghetto, my nigga my snubnose a rebel, you hear that bitch echo My snubnose a rebel, you hear that bitch echo from ghetto to ghetto to ghetto [Verse 2] Lil' nigga but I pack a big punch, yeah, uh huh, six of 'em I know you heard of tre five seven, yeah, nigga, that my big cousin Me, myself, I go by tre eight, keep me on your waist, you gon' stay straight If you pull me out in a crowded place, I bet all the fuck niggas make way Where I come from, well I can't say, my serial number filed down It's been like that for a while now, wear and tear show you I got high miles Grip, shoot 'em right between the eyebrows I keep the shells and shit, playin' it off like it's self defense Say you felt convinced he had a weapon, uh, so you sent his ass to heaven Look, or maybe hell, don't no angels dwell in the ATL If you ain't for 12, then you go straight to jail and your baby mama ain't gon' pay the bail and your moms can barely even pay a bill You should bail this nigga, cap and peel Show these motherfuckers that you real I mean, everyone packin' steel but show these niggas you ain't scared to kill My last homie, he took my advice A nigga tried, paid the highest price Now my nigga doing 25 to life 'cause he wet up a coward At least he got respect and power, now lets go get ours Gotta show these niggas we ain't fake even if it mean I end up in a lake [Chorus] From ghetto to ghetto, my nigga my snubnose a rebel, you hear that bitch echo My snubnose a rebel, you hear that bitch echo from ghetto to ghetto to ghetto [Outro] Aye, y'all niggas wanna see where my uncle keep his gun?