Break Bread

[Verse 1]
How you living and you don't know Christ in your life?/
You crapped out dirty and I don't roll dice/
What's your plans if we all gone die, denying His name/
You don't know who's flying them planes in the New York sky/
You don't know who's licking shots at a Tyson fight/
And if it's safe for you to go back into Cali tonight man/
God's words, I'm just being His hype man/
And we gotta keep it beaming like only the light can/
I ride the block on my 10-speed bicycle/
I seen so many die, others end up in the hospital/
More than a little but they don't say on the news/
Look at your heart, naw better yet look at your shoes/
Do they travel down the road to destruction/
That leads to death and puts your soul in corruption/
If I was you I would make a U-turn on the road of life/
Before I burn get to know the Christ/

[Hook]
Break bread with us, sit down and eat/
Choose your meal, it's real, either milk or meat/
You see the milk is for the simple and the meat's for the deep/
It's time for the Church to talk with the streets/

[Verse 2]
I seen cats pop ex then next lose they head like a guillotine/
Now weigh that on the scale of your triple beam/
It's heavy ain't it? matter fact that's scary ain't it/
But that's a portrait or a picture that the hood painted/
But sin's got the definition of good tainted/
But we deny the Savior, the 1 that could change it/
And would change it if we really wanted change/
But we really want a chain and we really want a Range/
Rover, do anything but remain sober/
I pray for you for when God says game over/
Soldier no more penalty flags on the play/
I read the Bible, know its finna be sad when He say/
Depart from Me you worker of iniquity/
I knew you not, I do not know you/
You weren't cold or hot, you lukewarm, throw you up/
Ain't no pimps in heaven getting krunk, holding cups/

[Verse 3]
It's sorta like a C-section fam/
You need new procedures in your life/
Born again to be new with Jesus man/
New like them Jordy sneakers/
Do away with the old like them big boy beepers fam/
It's sorta like the block you on/
You need a spot after death you can call your own man/
But remember, two places to dwell/
One is with God in heaven, one is with devils in hell fam/
It's sorta like when Pac and Biggie died/
You couldn't believe it but please believe it man/
All of us are leaving man/
And ain't nobody else can save us but Jesus can/
Tryna tell you man that life is short/
A lot of brave men are breathing on life support/
We all sinners in need of a Savior/
God ain't taking D's in the grade of behavior/