Ghetts - Mount Rushmore

[Intro: Martin Luther King Jr. The Florida Mass Choir]
—live
A long life—longevity has its place (Storm cloud rising)
I just want to do God’s will (Let's go home)
And he's allowed me to go up to the mountain (I see—)

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Mum, I know you cringe when I make out like we was poor
Like I only had a meal or two when it's really three or four
You my Donda West, my Athenas, your core
Sons hardly live with dads, but who was needed more?
Dad, I know you cringe when I make out like you weren't there
Like I only ever saw you Christmas' and New Year
Men will be men, what I witnessеd ain't too rare
You're my nigga if you care (Yеah)
Granny probably watchin' over me in disbelief
Disappointed in me every time she see me
You know the sayin', "Practice makes perfect"
Well, I'll be perfect if I practised what I preached
It wasn't like a TLC that made me creep
It was a sister with a voice that made me week
It was a childhood destiny who made me free
Now, I couldn't stop the sugar babes, it make me sweet
Have you ever picked a rose just to analyze the thorns?
Have you ever played chess just to sacrifice the pawns?
I've see the Devil in the flesh and tried to grab him by the horns
It's been death after death without havin' time to mourn
Have you ever been in Hell and given Paradise a thought?
And felt paralyzed when tryna push the man inside forward
Growin' up, all my brothers wanted to be filthy rich
I went legit and got a salad-size-fortune
I got brothers with spare time watchin' the clocks
I know trappers turn traders, watchin' the stocks
Dumb bitches with smartphones as common as dogs
I see them gentrify the ends, demolish the blocks
And then televise offence, you can watch from your spot
Hard to recognize my friend when he forgot who he was
I said, "How can I depend on any plot that's been lost"
See, every night, I repent and pray God isn't gone
I'm from the bad block, shootin', stabbings, crack spots
[?] can't find, seem to shoot the mascot
Pussies can't walk in my shoes, man are Sasquatch
And, you ain't never bet on yourself and hit the jackpot
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