"Crossroads" as written by James Todd Smith and Bobby F Ervin....
The wind is howlin'
The rain pours down
Eyes are blood-shot
Heartbeat pounds
Lights go out
The whole world's in darkness
The ground is tremblin'
Dogs are barkless
In the sky there appears a great light
Burnin' all the flesh off the creatures of the night
Cryin' in a childless tone
Terrified of dyin' a painful death alone
Don't smile
Lest a innocent Chile
The power of God is gonna get to be your Tao
Throw like a hit from the best
Take it in a slump
Ha ha
Feel it in your chest
Conquering the world with the words
Leading the children like herds
I can feel it building
I'm about to explode
I'm walking on the crossroad

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

Violins and trumpets play
25 thousand people in a golden sleigh
On there way to the promise land
Deliverance
But yet some don't understand
Rough on a late night thrill
After midnight
Kill or be killed
Soldiers, warriors
At each other
On the combat zone
Supreme power on the throne
Lighting strikes in every home
Terrified men run down the street
So many dead bodies
It's hard to eat
Come, we gotta rise
Above the wall
To see what no man has seen before
Blindin' light
That got you through the night
God is on your side
To got in a fight

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

Homicide
Suicide
Death
Boom!
Ain't nobody left
Oh! It's starting to take affect
Your on your knees
You scared to death
Tornado's with a thousand people spinning
One fight at the cross
And now God is wining
The whole Earth cracks in half
The sea turns red from the blood bath
Abandoned buildings burned
And two remain
Terrified
You feel the fire blaze
The ground can't hold your weight
You reach out to grab the pearly gates
Who clocked this fuck
Not from space
Never again
Will you see the human race
19 angels leading the Devil straight to Hell!
Torment!
Pain!
What you're seeing here
You can't explain
All your life
Some men
We played the game
Never realize that there's a flame

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads
People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads

People living in a shack, at the crossroads
Little kids selling crack, at the crossroads
Stab you in the back, at the crossroads
Everybody's getting jacked at the crossroads


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"Crossroads" as written by Bobby F Ervin Bobby Ervin

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