And I'm seeking on the edge of my bed holding my head
Tryin to make this cake like a baker
And get some bread
My mama said hustle and dust come with fed
Time do the crime you'd better had be prepared
For what comes with it the killing the coke convictions
Snortin bitches just snitches often they get acquitted
While the real sent to prison, to rot away while they livin
And all because I say dope shit they on a mission
To nail my black ass to the wall with a conviction
I pray the law hear me but really law isn't 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 "root lady" to read my palm
She puts beads on my neck saying they protecting me from harm
But fuck this old witch, I went and got a gun
[Hook:]
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Looking at the bezzle of my brighten
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 I open it and talk em on to a sack of Yale [?]
You know this feeling false but it feels like yeah
I may have lost my cause but not a reason to rebel
Revolutionary or drug dealer I'm in jail
And the seals call me nigga either way when I'm near
Just like they've being popped
Just like they being me
Just like they doin to Lou or Osada if they see him [?]
And ain't no justice if it's just us accord[?]
For my folk and my people free Hoover or free forward [?]
The Lord never break us if we all don't wind on chord
You know
[Hook:]
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Even as I'm standing here iceless, mikeless, priceless
Women with me prettier than Isis
Don't know if she black or a white chick
But I know this pussy and excitement
Gonna lead to endictments
The women in the fame put shade on enlightenment
Other scene dark days come to many brightening
Out the scene the day I'm dime fine
As a fine wine taken nine stein mine
Leave 'em deaf dumb blind
Fuckin with them jezebel horrors
Liars of Delilah even Mary Anne or Pandora
Pretty parasites she would use ya, this ain't what you used to
Stone cold bitch she Medusa
Dope ass pussy might make you an abuser
You an addict not in love what don't get it confused bro
She don't need a boyfried she just need a booster
She the devil's pie guy you was fucking Lucifer
[Hook:]
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
Oh Lord, Jesus, glory
Oh Lord
- 专辑：R.A.P. Music
- 歌手：Killer Mike
- 歌曲：Ghetto Gospel