Ghetto Paradise
• Written by TheMindOfAlex
Storms of thunder,
Natural disaster,
Push harder, go further.
Not falling back under those waters,
the imprimatur plotter, fuck a Oscar.
Never needed it to see my shit better.
Shit talker, leads up to gunrunner.
The game is cold need a sweater.
No shelter, oh the terror, fuck that need my cheddar.
A couple flips, and I became the header.
Newsletter, Never settle for lesser.
Life is gone in a flash, put that on hector.
Drinking the power, the nectar.
Type of shit that made mortals, go immortal.
A conscientious objector, Starving to see better.
But hanging with the niggas that forget the word brother.
Ghetto Symphony,
That's the type of shit they kill for hunger.
That's the type of shit they kill for paper.
Ghetto Symphony,
well i'll paint the imagery,
Hope I have good agility, And holy ministry.
In this ghetto industry.
Sing my Ghetto Symphony.
Go ahead nigga and preach it to me.
The devil is on me.
But I don't have a diamond studded rollie.
But the lettuce from cali, Lead me to the valley.
Shadow of death, I fear no evil. On another level.
War stories, blood money, Watch what nigga turns hungry.
Not ya story similar to tony, But ill kill you verbally,
Fuck that this ain't volley, No back and forth.
Just spit utterly rapidly, Another anomie.
I went east to the north, West to the south.
Delaware, Witness warfare,
To new York thought change will be here.
to Baltimore, Another nightmare.
Now in Fayette saying lord's prayer.
Watching these niggas lie in the thorn chair.
The oppositioner is everywhere.
Still no fear, Gat at death's rear.
The Real is dying fuck whoever said that.
Choir hymn singing, That bell ain't ringing.
We don't disappear we keep living.
Surviving through the ghetto rivalries,
fucking up life's uteri.
Don't need to rap about my scheme or money,
Niggas just sing my ghetto symphony.
Ghetto Symphony,
That's the type of shit they kill for hunger.
That's the type of shit they kill for paper.
Ghetto Symphony,
well i'll paint the imagery,
Hope I have good agility, And holy ministry.
In this ghetto industry.
Sing my Ghetto Symphony.
Fuck nigga, I ain't begging for this shit.
Grit my teeth, demons challenge my wit.
Chains are moonlit, want me to tell my demons I submit.
Oh you want this soul? then I guess you have to take it.
Watch the gat act three time fold, visiting god is my only goal.
Meanwhile, this shit takes a toll.
Seeing these young niggas go out of control,
Oh you from the streets?
well give'em the shuge knight symptom, Preach.
Rose crimson, Pushing the pistons, Another victim.
corruption inside of your system, promise i'll be beyond that prism,
My kingdom come, My will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
This shit ain't nothing til judgement day,
Watch it come back to me,
Sing my ghetto symphony.
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TheMindOfAlex
Member since April 19 2015