Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Scriptures in the street where the cold winds blow,
Preacher in the alley, hear his echo flow.
Ghetto gospel, heavy weight on the soul,
Ink on the page, turn coal into gold.
[Chorus]
Choir in the backdrop, voices rise,
Praying for the lost, tears in their eyes.
Bibles in the hands of the broken and bruised,
Redemption’s the anthem, the spirit infused.
[Verse 2]
Pages torn, still got that holy fire,
Survive the struggle, but the streets conspire.
From the pews to the pavement, the faith don’t tire,
Even in the darkness, the word takes us higher.
[Bridge]
Echo of the sermon, bouncing off bricks,
Hope in the verses, life’s crucifix.
Trap beats meet the hymns, the mix ain’t a glitch,
Sins get washed where the choir pitch hits.
[Verse 3]
Dollars on the block, but salvation's free,
Chains on the mind, but the truth sets free.
Devil in the details, but the Lord oversee,
Planting seeds of hope, let the spirit be the key.
[Chorus]
Choir in the backdrop, voices rise,
Praying for the lost, tears in their eyes.
Bibles in the hands of the broken and bruised,
Redemption’s the anthem, the spirit infused.
Style
trapmale vocalsrapmemphis rapchurch choirdark vibe
Prompt
We need more Bibles in the ghetto, rap, trap, Memphis rap, dark vibe, church choir choir
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin_Carnett_753
Kevin_Carnett_753GeneratedJun 15, 2025
ModelAria v4
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