STREET FIGHT

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.    John 3:16 KJV

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I’m strong – I have power,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

I could hit you – I could stab you,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

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These streets are mine – I need nothing,

I don’t need food – I don’t need a room.

I can do anything – I can do everything,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

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I could kill you – I could take your money,

I could destroy everything you have.

I am strong – nothing can touch me,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

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What’s wrong with you, man?

Don’t you see me, don’t you hear me?

You are at my mercy –

You are a bug in the palm of my hand,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

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Don’t you hear me – can’t you see what I am.

I am strong – I am tough – nothing can hurt me.

I need nothing – I need no one –

The streets are mine,

You’re weak – you’re nothing.

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You’re different, man – you’re different.

You don’t fear me – but you’re not tough.

You sort of glow, man – are you high,

What are you on, man?

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You’re different, man – you’re different.

I’m tough – I’m mean – but – you’re different.

What’s in you, man – I don’t get it.

I’m mean – but you’re looking at me like –

Like – we’re old friends, or something.

But – I don’t have friends –

There are no friends on the street,

NO – you’re weak – you’re nothing.

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I don’t need you – I don’t need nobody,

The streets are mine – I live through fear,

No one messes with me.

But, you’re different, man – Who are you?

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Don’t touch me, man,

No one touches me – Nothing touches me.

I’m mean – the streets are mine,

I’m  –  –  strong  –  –  I’m  –  –

Who are you?

What are you?

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Sit down, man – over here,

Where no one can see.

Tell me again why you aren’t afraid.

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There’s no way You could have been like Me,

No way, man – You’re weak – you’re –  –  different  –  –  you’re  –  –

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I don’t want to change,

I don’t need food – I don’t need nobody,

People are bad news, man –

People are no good,

Out here I’m king, man,

These are my streets – I’m mean . . .

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Don’t hold me, man -don’t touch me – don’t . . . .

Why did you do that –

Why do you care about me.

There’s nothing in your world for me,

There’s no hope – I’m not like you –

You’re not like me,

I can’t be like you.

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Who are you, man – look at me cry,

I don’t cry – I’m mean – I’m tough – I’m . . .

Who are you?

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Ok, man – Ok.

Tell me again,

Tell me again about this Jesus guy.

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Tags: Anger, Faith, Fear, John, Peace, Unafraid