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allen york – ghetto gospel lyrics

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all these rappers do, is gossip and rock fake designer –

w/ no future, they couldn’t imitate designer –

imitation rhymers – couldn’t pick you out a line up –

i’m tryna make the hood great, while you making crimes up –

the mentality isn’t paralel –

silver spoon rappers actin like they had to sell –

was a dweeb who wanted friends – but would tattle tail –

got knocked and mom and pops had the bail –

it’s just a shock to me – i ain’t never hating –

but don’t make a mochery out of desperation –

dudes out here that really need packs –

cause they parents addicts – it was nights they wouldn’t eat jack –

some sacrificing nights of sleep –

how thats wrong when every human got the right to eat? –

but that ain’t my story – i just provide perspective –

at the barber talkin bout we’ll survive elections –

i’m both of my cities prized possession –

but yet the best kept secret – w/ these fire records –

y’all get on these records, talk all kinda wreckless –

but paranoid about self so you hide your neckless –

shook culture – all that frontin is over now –

rappers sick of being licks – they rocking chokers now –

they call it fashion, but it hardly is that –

they just sick of being robbed – chokers harder to sn-tch –

i just observe – i’m hardly into being tough –

i learn more when i listen ain’t speaking much –

let the rumors die how they came alive –

i get money – hit the studio and stay inside –

general tso wings and a thang of fries –

hot sauce drenched down – this little plate of mine –

ice tea or a bucket of lemonade –

just the mix the fireball – been bent on it plenty days –

we should get them out of the jects –

they take our money but don’t give us a ounce of respect –

this is where we spend our extra bucks –

and catch a att-tude when we ask for a extra duck

or maybe it’s karma and they ain’t fond of me –

cause they know the know hood is a hot spot for roberries –

but – no offense, i hope, i ain’t go to far –

i just need styles to come and open a juice bar –

black owned business we making them win –

take a wheat gr-ss shot then – take it w/ hen –

3xs

all balance – just how the lord has it –

pea coats be the fall fabrics –

business mind more series than the fall cl-ssic –

get it jumpin like vince but i’m more maverick –

brought some extra jimmys – when i booked me a jimmy –

they pray on my down fall, i’m by the moss like chris c –

but that’’ll be hard, since i am a the gawd –

that’s praying to hov for the downfall of sean –

if you ain’t get none of those lines then be smarter –

crackin the code means you know i got the carter –

(2xs)

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