Songtext Product of the city life von The Cross Movement

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Product of the city life

We be the products of the city life, but yet we live for Christ
City kids that rip the mic, but we're a different type
We shine like a head light watch things get bright
We get hype and advertise Christ just like a web sight
Rock the baggy gear but shed light, that's how it's meant to be
Man peeps the outside, but God looks into me
He invented me, and looks within to see my inners
Used to see a sinner who sinned, but since Christ He sees a winner
Enter into the mind of a Christ urbanite
True urban type, yet will still spill the words of life
What a blend, young ordinary men, but yet believers
In Jesus Who placed us into the ecclesia
Let's just see ya pluck us out His hand no chance
We're in a romance, more romantic than a slow dance
We hold hands and walk rough streets, we feel the heat from
Crews peepin' the flavor of we who be speakin'
On behalf of the God that's got wrath He can pour out
Put you in a hell blacker then the heads at Moorehouse
"Life" choose it---eternal life, you'll never lose it
God so loved the world He sent Jesus to die and prove it
Who's it that claims to match His matchless demo
Of love when love is the Savior's "M.O."
Cultural relevance, biblical intelligence
God can save souls without my wisdom or my eloquence
[Chorus]
We be the products of the city life
but yet we live for Christ
City kids that rip the mic
but we're a different type
We love God so we hate wrong, and love what's right
We love man so it's strong and it's tight
Call the Surgeon cause I'm hurtin'
The pain has got me staggerin' and swervin'
I see the trife life that's in the urban
All my brothers' rockin' kufees

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We be the products of the city life, but yet we live for Christ
City kids that rip the mic, but we're a different type
We shine like a head light watch things get bright
We get hype and advertise Christ just like a web sight
Rock the baggy gear but shed light, that's how it's meant to be
Man peeps the outside, but God looks into me
He invented me, and looks within to see my inners
Used to see a sinner who sinned, but since Christ He sees a winner
Enter into the mind of a Christ urbanite
True urban type, yet will still spill the words of life
What a blend, young ordinary men, but yet believers
In Jesus Who placed us into the ecclesia
Let's just see ya pluck us out His hand no chance
We're in a romance, more romantic than a slow dance
We hold hands and walk rough streets, we feel the heat from
Crews peepin' the flavor of we who be speakin' 
On behalf of the God that's got wrath He can pour out
Put you in a hell blacker then the heads at Moorehouse
"Life" choose it---eternal life, you'll never lose it
God so loved the world He sent Jesus to die and prove it
Who's it that claims to match His matchless demo
Of love when love is the Savior's "M.O."
Cultural relevance, biblical intelligence
God can save souls without my wisdom or my eloquence
[Chorus]
We be the products of the city life
but yet we live for Christ
City kids that rip the mic
but we're a different type 
We love God so we hate wrong, and love what's right
We love man so it's strong and it's tight 
Call the Surgeon cause I'm hurtin' 
The pain has got me staggerin' and swervin' 
I see the trife life that's in the urban 
All my brothers' rockin' kufees