Valhalla - K-OS

Ghetto Heaven

The world is a ghetto

Freedom, oh yeah

Feel your sorrow

5:35 and I’m living senseless

Just another homie picking on the defenseless

Don’t request yet, nothing really to mention

Looking through the mirror and I’m making a censure

Whoa, black people in the mall grease

Came around the corner and she caused me to freeze up

Ease up, watch how the world could tease us, ease us

But only G.O.D can please us

Hey, got my ride and my Momma’s too

Show me how to roll without breaking the rules

Paying my dues, MC’s dropping out choose

Decides to get with lyrical facts, don’t stop

Whoa, black people dying to shop

Everything is fine when you’re losing your mind

I’m like a black alley cat, freestyle battle rap

Doesn’t get better than that, is that a gat in the back?

And the Valkyrie’s blood runs red through the halls of the dead

And the warrior’s blood runs red through the hearts of the dead

And the Valkyrie’s blood runs red through the halls of the dead

And the life you’re been looking for in the world that you live

And the life you’re been looking for in the world that you live

In the name, we were all born in the flame

Not the same, but under the moon on the desert plane

We roam, home, take the?

coast ghost?

I saw with my naked eye, way to close now

I was the son of a man on a mission

Who worked with his hands and brought him to foreign lands

In the hinter-land, swinging the mic like an axe

With a fear in the atmosphere, laying down tracks