Let There Be Light
[Corey Red]
Hey yo! This joint right here ain't for everybody man
It’s for those who know the right thing to do but never do it
It's for all those who been through hurt and pain, na'm sayin’?
So if you can't understand why people sell drugs and
You grew up in a beautiful home and
You knew your mother and your father and
They never beat you, they never drank, they never smoked
Well hey, good for you. Na'm sayin'?
Shout out to my moms, I love you
And I thank you for your tough love
Because you refused to baby me
And you threw me out in the world, ha...
I became a man...
Ha..ha..yah..yah...yah
I was a good kid fast forward 1987
On the rooftop, lickin' gunshots up ta' heaven
1988 I'm in the earth, stuck in a curse
The streets was crazy, every week a thug in a hers
Went to Job Core, Delaware Valley, they kicked me out
When to my mom's house she kicked me out
My aunt’s house she kicked out
F the world, I’m hustling, but I'm small time
Selling crack all day, sniffing coke all night
Alcohol to num the pain, claiming that I love the game
How I’m livin' soon? I catch a slug in the brain
I was foul and perverted
I rooted for the bad guys and cheered when the cop got murdered
Now I'm 19, 1989 my main Dre kept a 4. 5
Me? I ran round' with the Baby 9-
380. and through the grapevine lately
I’m hearing cats wanna' blaze me
I'm going all out baby
Hook:
Livin' ungodly is bad for your health
I was angry at the world
When I really shoulda' been mad at myself
I made it rougher then it had to be
So many things I never had to see
I never knew that Christ had the key
To my soul salvation and rhyme control
He set me free from the mind control
I was a lost soul repin' the night
Till the Lord Jesus Christ stepped in and said
"Let there be light"
Sneaker money, refer money
At the hotel freak a honey
She sleep, I sneak her money
Then I leave the honey
Caught her for 1500 I'm ghost
Time she wake up?
I'm in the store trying on new clothes
In between robberies I read astrology
And study how Plato and Socrates stole philosophy
After some of my wildest capers
Catch him reading ??????? in the ISIS papers
Young, black and intelligent
Know knowledge was irrelevant
Its like I read my books for the hell of it
I was full of wisdom and history
But sin had a grip on me
Its called the mystery of iniquity
I was full of hate and fear
Thought the Bible was a lie
Psalm 46 was written by Shakespeare
It wasn't my fault, the cards I was dealt
But it was my fault I wouldn't go to God for help
Hook repeat
Like Randy Crawford, I played the street life
Packing a gun, stacking my ones
Jack of all trade, master of none
Doin' all type of crime, facing all kind of time
I was blind, Lord you got to show me a sign
Fighting in clubs, smokin' marijuana like Red Man
My moms kicked me out because I did what I want ta'
I even had legal jobs, but they "worked me to death
For no pay, so frustrated had to leave em' jobs”
Dishwasher, mail room, loading trucks
Construction, security guard, all types of stuff
I hit an all-time low, nobody cared what I had to say
Except my main man Raw Roach
Just as sure as my name's Corey
JESUS SAVES, but that's another song and a long story
The Lord will get your life in order
So when you see the Cross
Remember that blood run thicker than water
Hook repeat
Give your life to Christ and let there be light (4)