Gospel Gangstaz - Ghetto Sermon lyrics

[Tick Tock] *Talkin* Ay Chill where da intro at? [Chill] *Talkin* Ay man, I aint even knowin You got to get at Dub about that [Tick Tock] *Talkin* Ay Dub [Dub] *Talkin* What's up Lok [Tick Tock] *Talkin* You got the intro ready homie [Dub] *Talkin* Intro, Ay homles this is Holy Terror The music speaks for itself [Dub] My dawg slipped, a pistol grip blasted Caught em in his back and now I'm rappin infront his casket Now you can't just this world my word is good as gold Homies claim they're homies but they're phonies cause they fold Now as it's told, stroll with me down another life Hold on tight, cause the brightest day is your darkest night Look to your right as you see a brother gon persue you They were pointin like they knew you, they just jackers tryin to do you Runnin at you ready to grab you, yellin get up off me Cause ain't no k**in you softly, you peep they deep Now you got to reach to put em to sleep You pour out brew for you deceased And wish your ememies, rest in grief That took your homies away from you like a thief I been there if, not worst, the same places And conversate wit k**as on a first name bases I be like what up Mike, what up I was handin what up Ron See dont get yourself caught up in this game Cause this game will give you a number and snatch away your name But the world keeps turnin and I'ma keep preachin And the Double G's be Deacons at the ghetto sermon