Bishop G. E. Patterson brought indispenible evidence of our need to provide extended ministries. In his prerogative as leader, he re-enforced our position in charitable giving and socail ministries with the creation of COGIC Charities. He engineered new efforts in the realm of philanthropy and evangelism. He could be heard saying,"How can I preach when the vicissitudes of life are destorying the people?" When hurricanes Rita and Katrina ravaged the nation, the plea of the Presiding Bishop was appreciated. It was exraordinary that faith preaching and practical realities of the Gospel prepared the Church of God in Christ to help alleviate the pain and suffering of countness people during the aftermath of the storms.
Walk With Me Lord
Bishop G.E. Patterson Lyrics
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To the music that was made
In different lands along the path
I lie in breezy shade
I think of the beginnings
Of the where-we-are-nows
Of the sadness's attempting
To hurt usBut how?
Habit's a familiar shadow
But my love makes you a sun
My skin wants to soak
In your glow
You're powerful and fun
I'm still here
And yet I'm not
Carving blind or attentive
The knife never leaves its spot
Deep in the block
I sit reflective
Footprints that you left
In my mind I see now
Have traced a path unkept
Left by lakes to again be found
To say the things etched in wind
And whispered by the sand
A small and slippery glass ball
That can never be broken
To know the truth is to be it
To be the truth is to see it
To live inside it is equivalent
To anything ever meant
I love it so much
And I love youOur masterpiece
Is the only thing to do
I want you deliciously distant
So I can really see it
I want to eat you all the time
But we must sleep so not to miss
The morning's magic
And a still living mind
Two birds with the same head
Are kissing inside
Swimming apart our ripples meet
And seem to form something
I must study to comprehend
The slithering and tearing
And jumping on top of each other
We will become
The synthesis of
Everything we want out of it
Says the being of light and love
Walk with me forever
I love you so much
The lyrics of Bishop G.E. Patterson’s song “Walk With Me Lord” describe the harsh living conditions of South Central Los Angeles. The song offers a truthful portrait of the violence, drugs, and police corruption that prevail in the area. Patterson draws his inspiration from his personal life, especially from his experience living in the “ghetto” of Memphis. The calm, united, and understanding tone of his voice contrasts with the harshness of the lyrics, which, without a doubt, is a deliberate contrast.
Patterson opens the song with, “Will I make it to see tomorrow? Ain’t no tellin’.” These lyrics convey the uncertainty of living in a crime-ridden city like South Central LA. He describes the city as a “killing field” where “niggas” kill each other, and “coward ass police” only add to the violence. Patterson advises his listeners to be careful and to watch their backs because even their closest friends might turn on them. He concludes that with “every nigga’s guilty by association,” nobody is safe from the violence and corruption of the area.
Line by Line Meaning
Will I make it to see tomorrow
Uncertainty about survival
Ain't no tellin'
Vulnerability and unpredictability of life
This one right here, for all the riders
The song is targeted towards all the people living in dangerous areas
No matter what side you on
Relevance to people regardless of their gang affiliation or political views
Peep game
Pay attention to what follows
Welcome to the killing fields
Introduction to a dangerous area
Nigga, the home of the G's
Reference to gang life
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Reference to sexual promiscuity and violence
Still G's and never see's
Original gangsters, not snitches
Careful of what the jaw breakers
Be mindful of those who want to hurt you
Paper chase, parole piss test takers
Desire for money and the difficulties of life on parole
To make us all the roof makers
Desire to make money to provide shelter for oneself and others
Playas, best to keep your crew tight, and game in check
Stay close to trustworthy people and remain vigilant
'Cause haters it's getting harder and harder to protect
It's increasingly challenging to defend against people who hate you
I be peepin' the animosity, how these niggas be watchin' me
Noticing the hostility from those who are observing him
Ready to catch me slippin' so that they can cut the glock on me
Waiting for an opportunity to attack him and steal his gun
Got's to be clever, when now they grindin' for your cheese
Need to be clever when people are trying to take your money
'Cause when it be comin to drama, my city's under siege
The city is not a safe place to live
Watch who you're talkin to to, and keep your eyes on em
Be cautious of who you talk to and pay attention to their actions
'Cause the closest nigga to ya is the nigga with wise on em
Those who know better can be a helpful resource
I rise on em, so now they label me a menace
He's seen as a troublemaker by some
But they don't understand the wicked shit that I done witnessed
They don't comprehend the horrors he's experienced
187's, 211's to drivebys
References to various types of violent crimes
While most niggas divin for the Z-25
People are looking out for their own interests
Walk with me
Join me on this dangerous journey
As we journey through the land of the see's and the be's
Travel through a dangerous area with high levels of violence and drugs
And the crooked ass police
Police officers may not be trustworthy
On this suicidal mission through the central
It's a dangerous journey through the central area of the city
We got's 44's for cresidentials
They're carrying a powerful weapon to protect themselves
And the coward ass police
Police officers may not be strong or brave
Now as I look to my riz-ight and to my liz-eft
Looking around himself
I see my siz-elf starin face to face with hisself
He sees his reflection
Will I live to see my little one grow to be a G
He hopes to live long enough to see his child become a gangster
Like his daddy W from the dub S see
He wants his child to follow in his footsteps and rep his gang
I keep the guts to keep the heat on ya
He has the courage to keep his weapon on him at all times
And watch your enemies 'cause they creep on ya
Be cautious of those who wish to harm you
Now when time comes around for my name to be called
When his time comes to die
I'd rather die with it on me then not have it all
He'd rather keep his gun with him than to leave it behind
Stalkin, walkin in my big blue Chucks
Making his way through the area in his blue Converse shoes
They take this man, maddogin, ready to biz-ust
People perceive him to be dangerous and are afraid of him
Yeah I walk through the valley of late nighter homicide
Walking through a dangerous area where homicides occur frequently
G riders into the makers of a buckin Impala
Gang members who drive Impalas
How far will I make it
Uncertainty about life expectancy
'Cause I'm related, I know I'm highly hated
People hate him because he's affiliated with a gang
Affiliated, tomorrow ain't promised so at night I pray
He's aware of the danger he's in and prays for his safety
I live to give it up for the hood another day
He continues risking his life for his neighborhood
We gots 44's for cresidentials
They're carrying a powerful weapon to protect themselves
And the trigger happy police
Police officers who use their gun too easily
Drama more drama more drama more drama
A lot of conflict in the area
Niggas are goin crazy for this mother fuckin dollar
People are desperate for money
I done seen em turn G's to snitches
I've seen gangsters turn into informants
Browns to kissers, niggas like used to consider reel to reel bitches
People who were once respected are now seen as weak
Niggas done switch-ded turn from killas to powder
Some gangsters are now drug addicts
Bust up, I'm pumpin, crack and tore that ass up and
Dealing drugs and causing harm to the community
Bitches I used to fuck in 96
Women he once had a sexual relationship with
Is now turnin tricks for hits 'cause they addicted to glass dicks
The same women are now prostitutes because of their addiction to crack cocaine
Suckin niggas off for the green
Performing sexual acts in exchange for money
The ex-class felon notorious now the deadbeet queen
People who have been in jail are now seen as unreliable and untrustworthy
Check out her body, take a look at how the crack took toll
The drugs have damaged her body
Went from being fine as hell to look at my guest or roll
She was once attractive, but now she's not
I'm swoll, a boss with a perm and a frown
He's well-built and tough-looking
They say chicks don't run for witness partic a clown
People don't expect women to be gangsters
I'm tryin to stay strong and mantain my stroll
He's trying to remain strong and composed
But the neighborhood just ain't the same no more, uh-uh
The neighborhood has changed for the worse
And the scandalous ass police
The police are corrupt and dishonest
Mother fuckers better take heed
People need to be careful
'Cause love don't live here no more
There's no love in this area
South Central L.A.
A reference to an area with a high crime rate
The modern day plantation
A comparison between the neighborhood and slavery
Where every nigga's guilty by affiliation
People are viewed as guilty if they're affiliated with a gang
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Janeen Davoodzadeh
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