Ghetto Gospel
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This my ghetto gospel, dry ramen, dollar pasta Feenin' for a beat, withdrawal leavin' me Nauseous This for y'all that wonder why I still rap about Logsdon Stopped usin' my fist, my voice was a better option Clap back at my own pops, heart aflame, my world stopped Flash forward my own spot, gettin' flamed by Throne Glocks Once I get in that mode, feelin's gone, zone Hot Autumn leaves and new songs from me, yeah, we Gon' drop Rappin' for the people alive, I thought I Lost Rappin' for the people around, but what it Cost? Woke up in the ER, tellin' me I'm big boss But my water Deer Parkin, never was it the Voss Some nights, I would stare at the sky and trace stars Some nights, I still do, now it's my guide to Mars, Engine in my stomach, a stranger to foreign cars but this rhythm in my heart, determined to breakin' bars If I have that son, thought of namin Orion Leave a legacy and memories, of daddy always fightin' People quick to judge, accustomed to others Lyin' But everybody got they battles, everybody got They Zion Picture someone cryin', don't ever paint Them as weak it take heart to show emotion in a world that wants You meek Ever feel lost or misguided, don't ever Tweak Cause the timing is the essence of the blessings That you seek Wisdom and emotion, thin line, separation Got my ambition, it's well rewarded by preparation I ain't the be all or end of the wiser man Plenty came before me with wiser words and better skin Dedication, hustle and flow, the best to know And teach yourself to cook, this that crack on The stove Open up a book, I promise they teach the Most And it's best to tell them what you been Thinkin' before they go That's fosho, treat your mama like a goddess And your queen too Don't let people step over or misdemean you I mean demean you, watch out for cops, they mean to Someone say somethin' offensive, ain't mean they mean to But now they should be aware, that's between me and you If you take somethin' to heart, then slow your start Little time to think, then slow your thoughts You the only one that hear em, some of em gon' be dark Learnin' to observe is you learnin' your part And the world's full of actors, life's circle Like a stage except the stakes higher, a lot of us see a grave Best to make the most of yours before it's late Don't fear fallin' behind, just keep pace Remember, not a race, a marathon, the bigger one By the time you hear this, might be time for some bigger guns Where to get em from, world is urgin to give em up Nothing's ever perfect, f*ck the serpents, go live it up Don't give up, that's implying you lost hope Back against walls, against flames, against rope Be the best you, in hard times be the goat If you feel you're finished, it's okay to hang the coat But don't choke, learnin not to hold tongues Greatest thing I felt is the truth when my throat, sung That's my passion, not tryna let my pressure put it on ya
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