The Gospel

(Intro) Kamachi!!!!! JuJu Mob!!!! I'm back y'all C'mon [Chief Kamachi] Yo, believe me I know the feelin' Tryna escape the killin' Wanna build a village for the little ghetto children Wit lead paint pealin' from their project ceilin' And tears for so many shot in the midst of the dealin' We need... hugs and healin' to patch the wounds overtime Bring the glossiness back to corroded minds We was Kings beatin' drums in Mali And now we stashin' drugs in alleys So rowdy everyday feel just like wars in Saudi Not exactly, but I know you get the idea King I and "Quite Clear" Ancient divine, sheer a lion glare Don't hesitate to let loose the iron here I keep spittin' it ill, cuz my strip is real Was a broke nigga hittin' the field Wit a clip and a steel Catch 'em while he in his wheel Don't wanna put money grip on his shield But he don't wanna sunny dip killed The blood splash on the kid is surreal Full of couple of chips, there was nothin' to peel This hood nigga give you somethin' to feel Tryna change my life, no longer bang the steel Or stand behind it Cuz I done seen some days tryna clean my ways But I'm barely out my schemin' phase So watch out for the beamin' rays THE GOSPEL!!!!!!