[Verse One]
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Little kids in the hood ain't got no money or no clothes
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They look at videos and see a Bentley or a Rolls
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Cats rock so much ice even got the children froze
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Glued to the tube with the screen touchin' they nose
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See a throw back jersey, them new shoes and they want those
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They see how you dance they in the mirror strikin' a pose
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Little girls see how women dance and start takin' off clothes
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About 5 years old and this is all that she knows
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This is all that he knows because that's all that he sees
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A new rap artist is 'bout all that he wanna be
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Then you get cats like me that come to him talkin' bout Jesus
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They so brain washed they look at me and be like please
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You try to convince them Jesus would want to see them saved
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But they rather ball, rather hit the mall and get paid
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About 16 now and homie is ready to drive
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He is ready for sex but he ain't ready for God
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Check him out
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[Hook]
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Videos, T.V. is the city of dreams
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And everything on the screen ain't always what it seems
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You might get fooled if you don't know the truth from lies
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That's why we bringin' you the truth of God
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[Verse Two]
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Call it all fun and games and sometimes it is
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But other times got they mind in a quiz
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Little homie skippin' classes
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Checked his ash tray for ashes
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Plus he threw away his glasses
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Now he think he need a chain and some Timberland boots
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If she don't look like the girls on the video she ain't cute
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Now he think he need a gun and he stay in the suburbs
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Play any rap song and he know all the words
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All of the dances, all of the shakes
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Ain't never seen a scale and he's talkin' bout movin' weight
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Now he let his pants sag and he's tryin' to get high
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Ain't never had a fight talkin' about "thug til I die"
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Ain't never felt held the heat, ain't never felt the heat
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Now he's tryin' to go to jail so he can say he from the streets
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Now this is what he sees and they call it entertainment
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Mentally he's in chains some of the blame goes to the videos
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[Hook]
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[Verse Three]
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Videos don't show how it is gettin' beat
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Or feelin' so dumb in school that you feel you gotta cheat
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Videos don't show mamma jugglin' money
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Nor do they hear you when you say mamma I'm hungry
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All they do is tease you with a Benz that's so plush
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But mom ain't got no ends her and her friends on the bus
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All they do is show you all cats on a yacht
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While daddy's in the streets after 3 smokin' rocks
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They don't show you baby mammas baby daddies bout to bang
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They sell you this world that exists outside of pain
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All them cars lookin' good all them cribs lookin' good
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But unfortunately that ain't how it is in the hood
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Real things goin' down, real guns bustin' rounds
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Real tears bein' shed, real cats and the feds
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Real people that need Jesus to save them from they sins
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To show them discipline then to die and rise again
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They show you lies on videos
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