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letra de ghost in the machine (power of god) - cambatta

i die when i go to sleep everyday is birth
if money rules the world what’s your worth?

if you ain’t got the power then the world won’t believe you
trying to do good, do a little evil
cops don’t see you then it’s legal
i do this for my people, i’ll see you when i see you
you ain’t got power then the world won’t believe you
trying to do good, do a little evil
cops don’t see you then it’s legal
i do this for my people, see you when i see you

from crack smokers to black homeless
with rats roaches i’m freeing my people i’m black moses
i split the sea so you see that the path opens
if you don’t see the evil that leads you, you lack focus
i keep the heat in the seat of the jeep creep til i see the police bleeding
them demons that made my dad soulless bad omens got me backbone-less
the cash loans of uppercl-ss owns us
i strike back like bad shaft with a gat holster but f-ck a badge i’m a black soldier, black panther, black cobra, rap’s yoda
black hebrew, no pork at the p-ssover
lyrics p-ssed hova but i’m still getting p-ssed over
rise from the dead in a cave push p-ssed boulders
the new testament i’m p-ssed torah
hold up, judas priest that uses speech to rule the weak
religion is the tool i reap…with
there’s 12 levels of a ruler’s reach
the thirteenth is not viewed or seen in full mystique
with the puns i am too succinct
like cuban link the rope used to noose the streets
for the r.e.s.p.e.c.t. see me
in the c.t. streets with e.b.t. on me
got the heat on me like cp3 from 3
gold jewelry like cp3 oh sheesh
pay a fiend get the tv free
thats throwback like t.b.t
hoes bring me free bread, p-ssy leak yeast for cheap
bars on lock i’m d.o.c
i’m the d.o.g. in mirror i am g.o.d
doc king f-ck c.o.p.’s
doc brown don’t t.i. me
do time for the machine doc-ment me
dot com triple the dub then dot ghandi
me hot i be dot com cl1ck pops up me
the god m.c. i’m he
inner telescope sinners get awoke
piff is getting smoked think i need to get a second throat
sick of jealous folk picking telling jokes, pistols sending note
box em up, shots l1cking envelope, pen a quote
hear the beat with a stethoscope and check the pulse
defibrillate with an extra bolt your chest will jolt
this like the greatest sh-t i ever wrote
i ain’t get awake i been awoke
when in rome i behead a pope
i stick a needle in my temple off the head i’m dope
get a fix never broke
blacks are now gentrified thugs
food is just weaponized drugs, kettle fried crud
crack is still a ghetto wide flood
sinning all seven i does, tempted by l-st
f-cking so i never find love
cops tryna empty my blood all they get is my snub
they k!lling all the fathers, so momma gotta raise us
why you think we got these feminized sons, smoke!
and we ain’t hungry we just eating for the taste
we just f-cking for the nut so the s-m-n go to waste
we just spraying black babies like our p-n-s was a jake
what if your momma told you that she conceived you by mistake
you call me n-gga to my face racist
and i’ll be busting off the metal like forest gump in them leg braces
i change paces when the game changes
then i’ll -ss-ssinate your leader and remain nameless for payments

if you ain’t got the power then the world won’t believe you
try to do good, do a little evil
cops don’t see you then it’s legal
i do this for my people, i’ll see you when i see you

- cambatta

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