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I Stood Up To Them
00:02:56
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| Something is about to go wrong. | |
| And we passed by the church that my sister had invited me. | |
| I looked at the church, and for one second, I felt hope. | |
| Wow. | |
| And I said, Stop the car, homie. | |
| He says, Shut up. | |
| We got to go do our business. | |
| I said, No, stop the car. | |
| I got to go take care of some business. | |
| I promised my sister, listen, I was a gangster of all gangsters, but my word was my word. | |
| And we got into a scuffle, and he pulled the gun on me and said, You better shut your mouth, homie. | |
| And I looked, I said, You can kill me. | |
| I said, But I got to go take care of some business. | |
| My homeboy next to me vouched for me. | |
| He said, Man, let him go, homie. | |
| We'll pick him up in 30 minutes. | |
| He's a good dude, man. | |
| This guy's down for us. | |
| You have to understand, I didn't realize where they were ending up the next morning. | |
| I didn't know what happened to them. | |
| I don't know what happened, but all I know is that the guns were on my chest. | |
| And it said, Where were you last night? | |
| Wow. | |
| The very first time, I felt peace and hope. | |
| Two of the most powerful combinations. | |
| Wow. | |
| I was getting ready to walk out of that church. | |
| I didn't feel good enough. | |
| I never felt good enough to be spoken nice like Steve did about me or you guys. | |
| I was used to being around tables of gangsters, trigger men, cartel members, prostitutes, drug dealers, drug addicts. | |
| That's who I felt comfortable. | |
| And I told the preacher, I don't feel good enough. | |
| I don't think your God can forgive me. | |
| Wow. | |
| And as I'm walking away and I'm getting ready to leave that church to go meet up, I cannot not cry without hearing this song. | |
| En la cruz, en la cruz, yo primero vi la luz. | |
| These singers were singing out of tune. | |
| The guitar player didn't even have all the strings. | |
| And they were singing that old hymn: At the cross, at the cross, where I first saw light. | |
| Amen. | |
| And a tear came down, another tear came down. | |
| What gave me the hope to stand with my homeboys, a shotgun in my back, a pistol in my forehead, and a pistol in my chest. | |
| I knew if I said the wrong thing, Ricky, my brains would be on that cold, in that cold concrete floor because I seen it before. | |
| I had done it before. | |
| But I couldn't deny the love I felt the night before. | |
| Wow. | |
| And the peace that I was looking for. | |
| What made me hopeful is that, and I stood up to my, and you got to read the story because I stood up to them. | |
| This is a powerful story. | |
| I gave it to them and I said to them, I can't deny what happened to me last night. | |