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What Gave Me Hope
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| The 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 the 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 on 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, 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. | |