Truth Travels (featuring Thi'sl)

Dawg the truth a travel/ when we spit get a grip like
boots and gravel/ we bout to take it to the streets and
scream from the roof tops/ from the hood to the burbs to the
booth to the boondocks (2x)

Verse 1

(FLAME): A yo The-I, I see our generation is fallen/
sick like Mardi Gras and we don't live in New Orleans/ real
like '95 when bloods and crips was bangin'/ when my homie
said "FLAME forget school I'm slangin'"/ Thi'sl: They skip
school they bangin'/ roc choppin' and slangin'/ posted up
they hangin'/ till he hit wit a banga/

FLAME: Now he's
covered in blood but not the blood of Christ/ his ice is
bloody/ and not even his diamonds shine/ Thi'sl: His soul is
lifted/ the sad part he wasn't gifted/ with the gift of life
through Christ we're given/

FLAME: STOP! Better yet go
straight to the cross/ the cross of Christ who came just to
quicken the lost/ listen Thi'sl: The word says He's the judge
of the quick and the dead/ the healing hands that restores
us we sick in the head/

FLAME: Bless the one that bled/
when our hearts were hard/ he called us forth/ and visit our
spiritual grave yard/ Father


(FLAME): We're the Christians that witness out on
the front line/ and if we losin' our breath its not from runnin'
from one time/ its from grindin' shinin' and spitin' bars of
truth/ exhaustin' our whole heart to school yards of youth/
feel like I'm fastin' cuz dirty I ain't ate in a while/ we been
preachin' while heathens are fakin' a smile/ they not happy
knowin' your daddy is locked up/ he snorted so much coke
his nose is stopped up/ ya mommy got knocked up/ ya
homie got chopped up/ yet he still poppin' them rocs and
you throwin' you block up/ We spit Jesus dirty for more
reasons than one/ cuz time is leakin' even more of a reason
to run/ call me

FLAME cuz my temperature's 209/ I feel the
fire preachin' Jesus before we run outta time/ it's one Christ
one hope one life for real/ and since we all gotta die hope I
die in the field



(Thi'sl): No doubt fam where I stand with the team/
I'm a runnin' back the head coach Christ the King John 1
shows us how Christ esteems/ we champions now through
Him despite the ring/ like Aragon He comin' back like
"Return of the King"/ like Sam I'm walkin' with

FLAME to carry the ring/ opposin' squad hate to come through and
bury your dreams/ but like John man my eyes have seen
some scarier things/ but we take it to the streets because
they need the truth/ break bread and fellowship and go and
feed the truth/ drop seeds and intercede that they heed the
truth/ edify and strengthen them so they don't leave the
truth/

FLAME fam I'd bleed for you/ but that goes without
sayin' cause I know Christ He breathes through you/ no
doubt what we came to do/ what we about to do/ hit the roof
tops and shout the truth