The Sho Story:
Raised in Cali, communicating a message as an artist … Read Full Bio ↴The Sho Story:
Raised in Cali, communicating a message as an artist has always been a part of who Sho is. Introduced to Hip Hop at a young age, he grew to love its content and attitude. Living in Southern California during the height of Gangsta Rap presented its challenges to many youth, as well as Sho. In high school Sho and some friends from his neighborhood formed a rap group that began touring with major recording artists. But his life took a different turn after the rap group fizzled, and close friends were killed and others incarcerated due to the gang life they led. The message of his life began to change.
He decided to heed his father's advice and apply to college, pursuing education instead of the streets. At the time, Christ was not a part of his life, but his older brother, his father, and a leader at his church, had always promoted education and having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Sho continued on to Tuskegee University, and it was there, that the seeds that they planted in him finally took root.
While in college, through the lives of some solid Christians on campus, the Lord rescued him and redeemed his heart. Sho's message changed from promoting himself and Hip Hop to promoting Christ, and now he wants the world to see the Lord at work in him. Our popular culture today elevates the lifestyles of rappers who promote ideas that only destroy our culture, but because of God's grace Sho has a different message: "Turn My Life Up"
What if the Programmed Culture could see the change Christ made in him and be transformed by God's Grace to impact lives and revolutionize our world? Not desiring fame or personal glory, Sho invites you to listen to his message and see how God can "Rebuild the Culture"
Raised in Cali, communicating a message as an artist … Read Full Bio ↴The Sho Story:
Raised in Cali, communicating a message as an artist has always been a part of who Sho is. Introduced to Hip Hop at a young age, he grew to love its content and attitude. Living in Southern California during the height of Gangsta Rap presented its challenges to many youth, as well as Sho. In high school Sho and some friends from his neighborhood formed a rap group that began touring with major recording artists. But his life took a different turn after the rap group fizzled, and close friends were killed and others incarcerated due to the gang life they led. The message of his life began to change.
He decided to heed his father's advice and apply to college, pursuing education instead of the streets. At the time, Christ was not a part of his life, but his older brother, his father, and a leader at his church, had always promoted education and having a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Sho continued on to Tuskegee University, and it was there, that the seeds that they planted in him finally took root.
While in college, through the lives of some solid Christians on campus, the Lord rescued him and redeemed his heart. Sho's message changed from promoting himself and Hip Hop to promoting Christ, and now he wants the world to see the Lord at work in him. Our popular culture today elevates the lifestyles of rappers who promote ideas that only destroy our culture, but because of God's grace Sho has a different message: "Turn My Life Up"
What if the Programmed Culture could see the change Christ made in him and be transformed by God's Grace to impact lives and revolutionize our world? Not desiring fame or personal glory, Sho invites you to listen to his message and see how God can "Rebuild the Culture"
Piano Break 33 A.D
Sho Baraka Lyrics
Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
You been good to me
Are we made in the image of God?
Or is it God that's mimicking us?
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
He been good to me
I used to be scared of the Holy Ghost
Now I'm just scared of them holy folks
Should we disagree with God or should we change Him?
If I'm made in His image, then why do we feel like strangers?
Is He a battery that's charged by my faith?
Who's at fault when I race but then I fall on my face?
Is God to blame for our intentions?
Like scientists didn't bless the world with eugenics
Like media ain't teachin' a new religion
Every time I watch the news, I'm gettin' a baptism
Should I prophesy or should I proselytize?
Is it culture engagement or compromise?
When I keep the doors closed, I'm gettin' ostracized
But when I open up the doors, I'm gettin' colonized
Everything is straight when you have no moral compass
Everything is new when you thinkin' like Christopher Columbus
Is everything just a social construct?
Who's allowed to judge our moral conduct?
I was an insecure boy who just thought he was a genius
But always pissed off, that's because I thought with my penis
It's all strategic, I'm just asking us the reason
Share my faith on the track, I'm just exorcising demons
Yeah, never told a lie
Uh uh, never told a lie
Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
He been good to me
Are we made in the image of God?
Or is it God that's mimicking us?
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
Yeah, He been good to me
Okay, let me preach
The rich man wants more
The poor man wants your's
The oppressed want a peace of mind
The thief want a piece of mine
The doubter needs a little faith
It ain't cliché to say "let us pray"
Who gon' call the fouls if everyone balls out?
So open-minded that your brain falls out
G.K. said it best, nothing fails like success
And being consumed with it is much worse than death
They killin' you with money, they just bought your silence
You can't worship in a land full of pirates
The more booty, I promise the more scary
Success can be a drag, you can ask Tyler Perry
We sell sex then get mad that we have rapists
We promote greed then get mad that we have haters
I hated the police until a brother got robbed
I hated welfare until a brother lost his job
When I'm at work, I watch my pockets for them corporate thugs
When I'm at home, I watch my back for those crips and bloods
If my words bring conviction, let's call in context
I'm realizin' life is pretty complex
Thoughts of abortion taught me sanctity of life
A divorced man and woman taught me how to love my wife
A poor man sat me down and taught me about dignity
A blind man's vision taught me all about imagery
It'll leave you broke, that's why it's called the record industry
I forgot who I am, trying to get them to remember me
We adapt and evolve, the problems just revolve
Industry creates the very problems that they try to solve
I know I trace my image way back to the beginning
We done lost so much, we don't know when we winning
I'm hated, I'm loved, I'm both, I'm a challenge
I'm clean, I'm redeemed, I'm a recovering addict
I have baggage, I am damaged, I am unequally balanced
I'm a servant, but I have a room in the palace
Uh, never told a lie
Uh, never told a lie
He been good to me
He been good to me
Alright, let me preach
When I think of the goodness and all He has done for me
My soul cries out "Hallelujah!"
Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
You been good to me
Are we made in the image of God?
Or is it God that's mimicking us?
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
I used to be scared of the Holy Ghost
Now I'm just scared of them holy folks
Should we disagree with God or should we change Him?
If I'm made in His image, then why do we feel like strangers?
Is He a battery that's charged by my faith?
Who's at fault when I race but then I fall on my face?
Is God to blame for our intentions?
Like scientists didn't bless the world with eugenics
Like media ain't teachin' a new religion
Every time I watch the news, I'm gettin' a baptism
Should I prophesy or should I proselytize?
Is it culture engagement or compromise?
When I keep the doors closed, I'm gettin' ostracized
But when I open up the doors, I'm gettin' colonized
Everything is straight when you have no moral compass
Everything is new when you thinkin' like Christopher Columbus
Is everything just a social construct?
Who's allowed to judge our moral conduct?
I was an insecure boy who just thought he was a genius
But always pissed off, that's because I thought with my penis
It's all strategic, I'm just asking us the reason
Share my faith on the track, I'm just exorcising demons
Yeah, never told a lie
Uh uh, never told a lie
Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
He been good to me
He been good to me
Are we made in the image of God?
Or is it God that's mimicking us?
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
If I'm what's good, I must've missed something
Yeah, He been good to me
Okay, let me preach
The rich man wants more
The poor man wants your's
The oppressed want a peace of mind
The thief want a piece of mine
The doubter needs a little faith
It ain't cliché to say "let us pray"
Who gon' call the fouls if everyone balls out?
So open-minded that your brain falls out
G.K. said it best, nothing fails like success
And being consumed with it is much worse than death
They killin' you with money, they just bought your silence
You can't worship in a land full of pirates
The more booty, I promise the more scary
Success can be a drag, you can ask Tyler Perry
We sell sex then get mad that we have rapists
We promote greed then get mad that we have haters
I hated the police until a brother got robbed
I hated welfare until a brother lost his job
When I'm at work, I watch my pockets for them corporate thugs
When I'm at home, I watch my back for those crips and bloods
If my words bring conviction, let's call in context
I'm realizin' life is pretty complex
Thoughts of abortion taught me sanctity of life
A divorced man and woman taught me how to love my wife
A poor man sat me down and taught me about dignity
A blind man's vision taught me all about imagery
It'll leave you broke, that's why it's called the record industry
I forgot who I am, trying to get them to remember me
We adapt and evolve, the problems just revolve
Industry creates the very problems that they try to solve
I know I trace my image way back to the beginning
We done lost so much, we don't know when we winning
I'm hated, I'm loved, I'm both, I'm a challenge
I'm clean, I'm redeemed, I'm a recovering addict
I have baggage, I am damaged, I am unequally balanced
I'm a servant, but I have a room in the palace
Uh, never told a lie
Uh, never told a lie
He been good to me
He been good to me
Alright, let me preach
When I think of the goodness and all He has done for me
My soul cries out "Hallelujah!"
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: AMISHO BARAKA LEWIS, JAMIE PORTEE
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