Redefined   Written by: Brady Goodwin AKA Phanatik      Verse1   Welcome to the city   Welcome the gritty concrete   Where cons and creeps sweep sweet, pretty young girls off their feet   Off the Ave., off the beaten path    Cops walk the beat and clash with the bad bloods   The average thug is not a savage but likes to behave like Hades spat him up   This is “home of” the white tee’s over the “wife beaters” down to the white sneaks   This must be a man’s world cause all these girls dress like they’re dancers in the club   I drove up 106 and parked ‘til it got dark and watched as the Ls got sparked   The shells shot sharp and whizzed by and all I could think to myself is that Hell’s not far A car stopped   The window came down   She lied about her age, hopped in and went down the wrong road   A song showed her how to get it   Radio played it, no edit   Video aided and abetted   A mom calls on Christ’s name as her youngest son takes his slain brother’s place at the dice game   Nice aim…they taught you to aim for nothing and look   You hit it dead on the button    And we say it’s all good just ‘cause it’s all hood    If only we all could live like we should      Hook   First we grab the text   Next we read His mind   Then we hit the set    The set gets redesigned   Redefine city    Redefine hood   Redefine all   Redefine good    Redefine him   Redefine her   We need to try and swim   Up against the current   Redefine live   Redefine church    Read the fine print   From the divine Word      Verse 2   My XXL tells XXX tales   Sells XXX video cassettes through the mail    Since sex sells I guess the next logical step was for them to turn around and sell sex   I wrote ‘em, they never wrote me back    Maybe it’s time to go our separate ways like Kobe and Shaq   Hold up, rewind that - redefine that    Imagine the media feeding us divine facts   What if our magazines felt like they just had to screen what they gave us    And cared about how our kids were raised up?   Picture the radio letting a brotha’ save a soul and not playin’ a jam unless it’s showin’ us the way to go   That’s what the city could use and needs to see   New you’s and me’s troopin’ these city streets   And just in case you can’ t recollect how this could be done let me run it down step by step       Hook       Verse 3   Your dealin’ with a pity feelin’ X villain   Was feelin’ pity for my city Philly that I’m still in   Lord willin’ soon we’ll start building up and filling in the gaps between spiritual generations from our past and our children   We need real women on duty   Yeah, she’s a cutie but her outer frame is eclipsed by inner beauty   Imagine that - a beauty pageant that’s not based on a pretty face or thong   And where my fellas at?   All my zealous cats who shed a tear over the fact that Hell is packed   Cats that’s jealous at the way the Lord is treated   Who see the Lord getting cheated on and they get heated   That’s Elijah for you   That’s the Bible for you    We gon’ take the streets    That’s revival for you   Tell’em reverse that - run that verse back   Picture the city of brotherly love with no thugs   What if the big apple wasn’t a rotten one   And cats were following the only begotten Son?   What if the 5th Ward had the light of Christ shinning in side of it and wasn’t dark as a Sith Lord?   And New Jerus. was switched up   And started looking more like the New Jerus of Scripture?   So ‘til that new Heaven and Earth comes down   Let’s show’em how we represent Heaven on Earth now