Letra de Urban Missionary

He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood

Once upon a time I was posted on the block
With a 40 on my hip and a pocket full of rocks
Out there acting bad steady duckin, dodging cops
Seen a whole bunch of people so I pulled over stopped

Its some church folks I would say to my surprise
Then this preacher came to me asked what else I do but grind
I stood there for a minute and I took a little time
I told Imma rapper so he asked me for some rhymes

When I finished rapping he stood there with a smirk
Then he asked me could he take me to some rappers from his church

He took me to this dude that look just like me
With some Tims on his feet and a fresh white tee

When that dude spit I seen the fire in his eyes
He told me for my sins was the reason Jesus died

I told him that was dope, and I asked him whats his name
He reached and shook my hand and told me it was Flame

He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood

I know this dude that live off in the worst part of the city
Where bangers get bust and them boys live gritty

Right outside his crib they be posted sellin dope
But he moved there cuz he know the gospel bring hope

He take em in his crib bring em right up off the streets
Give em food for the belly and some books they can read
I'm glad he moved in cuz he so into a need
If it weren't for dudes like him I'll be still smoking weed
Out the on the block tryna come up on some g's
Probably be up in my grave may I rest or I peace

He took us in his crib and let us meet his wife
I was already saved but that day changed my life

I sat and told stories how that drama got real
How they shot up in his crib, wife almost got killed

I sat there with tears in my eyes, every word that he spoke lit a fire deep inside
If you everytake a trip to the westside of the chi
Lord life that boy up and his name ron dye

He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood

There's a dude on the corner that's out there smoking weed
That need to hear the truth cuz the truth will set him free

There's a baby in the building that don't got no food
Cuz her momma on the block, tryna get it from them dudes

Ain't nuthin wrong with you goin over seas
But there's people on your same street need to be freed

If you wanna do a mission you ain't gotta look far
Cuz some people who need to hear the truth in ya backyard

On the bustop
Girls at the beauty shop
Dudes at the barbershop
The people at the carwash
The dude sitting next to you at the coffee shop
We suppoze to hit the hood til it look like God's block

Until we die we some urban missionaries
Until we underground and in the cemetary
It's time to go to war ain't no time to be scary
They need the living water that flowing out ya belly

He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He swoop down with some news thats good
He a urban missionary
A urban missionary
He learned the gospel and bring it to the hood