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Flame - Videos
(from the album Flame)
© copyright 2004

Verse 1:
Little kids in the 'hood ain't got no money or no
clothes/
They look at videos and see a Bentley or a Rolls/
Cats rock so much ice even got the children froze/
Glued to the tube with the screen touchin' they nose/
See a throw back jersey, them new shoes and they want those/
They see how you dance they in the mirror strikin' a pose/ Little girls see how women dance and start takin' off clothes/
About 5 years old and this is all that she knows/
This is all that he knows because that's all that he sees/
A new rap artist is 'bout all that he wanna be/
Then you get cats like me that come to him talkin' bout Jesus/
They so brain washed they look at me and be like please/
You try to convince them Jesus would want to see them saved/
But they rather ball, rather hit the mall and get paid/
About 16 now and homie is ready to drive/
He is ready for sex but he ain't ready for God/
Check him out

Hook:
Videos, T.V. is the city of dreams/
And everything on the screen ain't always what it seems/
You might get fooled if you don't know the truth from lies/
That’s why we bringin' you the truth of God (2x)

Verse 2:
Call it all fun and games and sometimes it is/
But other times got they mind in a quiz/
Little homie skippin' classes/
Checked his ash tray for ashes/
Plus he threw away his glasses/
Now he think he need a chain and some Timberland boots/
If she don't look like the girls on the video she ain't cute/
Now he think he need a gun and he stay in the suburbs/
Play any rap song and he know all the words/
All of the dances, all of the shakes/
Ain't never seen a scale and he's talkin' bout movin' weight/
Now he let his pants sag and he's tryin' to get high/
Ain't never had a fight talkin' about "thug til I die"/
Ain't never felt held the heat, ain't never felt the heat/
Now he's tryin' to go to jail so he can say he from the streets/
Now this is what he sees and they call it entertainment/
Mentally he's in chains some of the blame goes to the videos

Hook

Verse 3:
Videos don't show how it is gettin' beat/
Or feelin' so dumb in school that you feel you gotta cheat/
Videos don't show mamma jugglin' money/
Nor do they hear you when you say mamma I'm hungry/
All they do is tease you with a Benz that's so plush/
But mom ain't got no ends her and her friends on the bus/
All they do is show you all cats on a yacht/
While daddy's in the streets after 3 smokin' rocks/
They don't show you baby mammas baby daddies bout to bang/
They sell you this world that exists outside of pain/
All them cars lookin' good all them cribs lookin' good/
But unfortunately that ain't how it is in the 'hood/
Real things goin' down, real guns bustin' rounds/
Real tears bein' shed, real cats and the feds/
Real people that need Jesus to save them from they sins/
To show them discipline then to die and rise again/
They show you lies on videos

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