Ghetto Gospel (Explicit)
Killer Mike"Ghetto Gospel (Explicit)" is a song by Killer Mike, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:28 long and contains 99 lines and 556 words.
Lyrics
0:00Ghetto Gospel - Killer Mike
0:02And I'm seeking on the
0:04Edge of my bed holding my head
0:05Trying to make this cake like a baker
0:07And get some bread
0:08My mama said hustlin' does come with fed
0:11Time do the crime you better be prepared
0:14For what comes with it the
0:16Killing the court convictions
0:17Snorting b**ches the snitches
0:18Often they get acquitted
0:20While the real sent to prison
0:21To rot away while they living
0:23And all because I say d**e
0:24Sh*t they on a mission
0:26To nail my black a** to the
0:27Wall with a conviction
0:28I pray the Lawd hear me
0:30But really Lawd is ya listen'n
0:31Praying when I'm in trouble
0:33I'm speaking with forked tongue
0:34I say I'm out the game
0:36But I'm flinching like George Jung
0:37I must be in the clutches
0:39Of Satan it's all warm
0:40My mama took you to the
0:41ladyto read my palm
0:43She puts beads on my neck
0:44Saying they protecting me from harm
0:46But f**k this old witch
0:47I went and got a gun
0:49Oh Lord Jesus glory
0:54Oh Lord
1:00Oh Lord Jesus glory
1:06Oh Lord Oh Lord
1:12Looking at the bezel of my Breitling
1:14Thinking that I used to sell raps
1:16For enlightenment
1:17But I got lapped by them
1:19Guys selling lies for the white man
1:21Now I sell pies for the white man
1:23And my tour bus is a moving indictment
1:26This must be how Huey felt
1:27When the revolution failed
1:28And in Oakland ni**a
1:30Turned him on to a sack of yayo
1:32You know this feeling false
1:33But it feels like yeah
1:35I may have lost my cause
1:36But not a reason to rebel
1:37Revolutionary or dr*g dealer I'm in jail
1:39And the C O 's call me
1:41Ni**a either way when I'm near
1:43Just like they did Pac
1:44Just like they do Mumia
1:46Just like they doing to
1:47Mutulu or Assata if they see her
1:49And ain't no justice if it's just us in court
1:52For my folk and my people free Hoover free fort
1:55The Lord never break us if we all on one accord
1:58You know it
1:58Oh Lord Jesus glory
2:04Oh Lord
2:10Oh Lord Jesus glory
2:15Oh Lord
2:22Even as I'm standing here
2:23Iceless mike is priceless
2:25Women with me prettier than Isis
2:27Don't know if she black or a white chick
2:29But I know this p**sy and excitement
2:32Gonna lead to indictments
2:33The women and the fame
2:35Put shade on enlightenment
2:35I don seen dark days
2:37Come to many bright men
2:39I done seen a damn dime fine
2:41As a fine wine take an Einstein mind
2:43Leave 'em deaf dumb blind
2:45F**kin with them jezebel whores
2:47Liars of Delilah even marrying a Pandora
2:50Pretty parasite she will use ya
2:53This ain't what you used to
2:54Stone cold b**ch she Medusa
2:56D**e a** p**sy might make you an abuser
2:59You an addict not in love boy
3:01Don't get it confused bruh
3:02She don't need a boyfriend
3:03She just need a booster
3:05She the devil's pie guy
3:06You was f**king Lucifer
3:08Oh Lord Jesus glory
3:13Oh Lord
3:19Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
3:31Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
3:42Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
3:53Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
4:05Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
4:17Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
4:28Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
Ghetto Gospel - Killer Mike And I'm seeking on the Edge of my bed holding my head Trying to make this cake like a baker And get some bread My mama said hustlin' does come with fed Time do the crime you better be prepared For what comes with it the Killing the court convictions Snorting b**ches the snitches Often they get acquitted While the real sent to prison To rot away while they living And all because I say d**e Sh*t they on a mission To nail my black a** to the Wall with a conviction I pray the Lawd hear me But really Lawd is ya listen'n Praying when I'm in trouble I'm speaking with forked tongue I say I'm out the game But I'm flinching like George Jung I must be in the clutches Of Satan it's all warm My mama took you to the ladyto read my palm She puts beads on my neck Saying they protecting me from harm But f**k this old witch I went and got a gun Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Looking at the bezel of my Breitling Thinking that I used to sell raps For enlightenment But I got lapped by them Guys selling lies for the white man Now I sell pies for the white man And my tour bus is a moving indictment This must be how Huey felt When the revolution failed And in Oakland ni**a Turned him on to a sack of yayo You know this feeling false But it feels like yeah I may have lost my cause But not a reason to rebel Revolutionary or dr*g dealer I'm in jail And the C O 's call me Ni**a either way when I'm near Just like they did Pac Just like they do Mumia Just like they doing to Mutulu or Assata if they see her And ain't no justice if it's just us in court For my folk and my people free Hoover free fort The Lord never break us if we all on one accord You know it Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Even as I'm standing here Iceless mike is priceless Women with me prettier than Isis Don't know if she black or a white chick But I know this p**sy and excitement Gonna lead to indictments The women and the fame Put shade on enlightenment I don seen dark days Come to many bright men I done seen a damn dime fine As a fine wine take an Einstein mind Leave 'em deaf dumb blind F**kin with them jezebel whores Liars of Delilah even marrying a Pandora Pretty parasite she will use ya This ain't what you used to Stone cold b**ch she Medusa D**e a** p**sy might make you an abuser You an addict not in love boy Don't get it confused bruh She don't need a boyfriend She just need a booster She the devil's pie guy You was f**king Lucifer Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord Oh Lord Jesus glory Oh Lord
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