Hostile Gospel, Pt. 1 (Deliver Us)
Lyrics
Deliver us, deliver Deli-i-i, deliver us (Deliver us) And what the people say? We wanna live it upfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
east coast rap rootsgospel influences
danceable beats
highly syncopated beats
clear pronunciation
lyrics with a political message
the use of chordal patterning
inventive acoustic arrangements
a bumpin' kick sound
acoustic drum samples
extensive use of piano
mellow piano timbre
a dry recording sound
production and lyrics by famous rap artists
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Expose the game, treat it like a bitch Ballin' like he struck the lotto, you know who the cleanest is We ain't workin' out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us (We wanna live it up, please deliver us) 'Keep it honest', our motto, these niggas keep it bottled It's like a gang, it's like a club or a set In these trying days and times It's officially nigga season, these niggas is bleedin' (Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood) Deli-i-i, deliver us Lord, can You deliver me? Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous Hip hop's the new WWF (T-t-this is the, t-t-this is the, this is the hostile gospel) You can't always just borrow and asks for favors, bruh You never know, they might've added in secret ingredients And not take the hand of every man who make an offer Deliver us, deliver Deliver Deli-i-i, deliver us Deliver us Deliver (We wanna live it up, please deliver us) Publisher: PEN SKILLS MUSIC (I'm reaching through the fire, please deliver us) I can't do it on my own Deli-i-i, deliver us Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin', bruh There are trials still to come That's why I'm spittin' freedom, we had enough of trigger squeezin' Deliver (What the people want? Please deliver us) A nigga keep it rich with the stitch and Greedy Geniuses So they resort to the shortcuts There ain't no love and no respect (I'm preaching to the choir, please deliver us) I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato Deliver us, deliver (Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow) Deliver us We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin' backwards Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination? An entertainer or the author of the last chapter It's all backwards, it's identity crisis Hip hop is not a nation, take it to population (What the people want? Please deliver us) You hear the congregation, this is the hostile gospel Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus (Deliver us) Deliver What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggas love to forget (T-t-this is the, t-t-this is the, this is the hostile gospel) Deliver us, deliver And what the people want? Please deliver us They couldn't find the words to describe me Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled, watch hell unravel Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff (Deli-i-i, deliver us) Deli-i-i, deliver us Smack fire out these hoes, 'cause they snitch and tap Cakin' makin' narcotics outta household products DJ's stickin' to vinyl like fuck Serato To black kids wishin' they white kids when they close they eyelids Awaitin' trial, debatin' how the hell I got placed in this system? And what the people need? Hey, I got that, yeah (I'm reaching through the fire, please deliver us) You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up (I'm reaching through the fire, please deliver us) Deliver Deli-i-i, deliver us 'Cause they club you to death Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water We living in these times of love and cholera Drug suppliers is the health care providers And what the people say? We wanna live it up (Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood) Wires while I plead the fifth, can't trust a soul in the biz Deliver us I start a conversation based on general observation All I need is to be free Lord, can You deliver me? The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us Be careful who you eatin' with and sleepin' with Songwriters: Larissa Conner, Paul Greedus, Talib Kweli Greene, Didier Marouani, Justin Smith Like, "I bet they neighborhood ain't like this" Deli-i-i, deliver us (Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow) Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper? I could call em' Navy SEALs Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin' disaster Deli-i-i, deliver us Niggas got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan Deliver Suppliers who ride around the block in the custom models White kids wishin' they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers (Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow) So I'm reaching to the sky (Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood) Deliver us (I'm preaching to the choir, please deliver us) They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt What become of the vets? (I'm preaching to the choir, please deliver us) Deli-i-i, deliver us Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle (T-t-this is the, t-t-this is the, this is the hostile gospel) I'm not a hipster, but I flip it like a sneaker pimp It's salvation that I need (People wanna live it up, please deliver us) (We wanna live it up, please deliver us) The truth is hard to swallow, it'll leave you scarred tomorrow They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement (Deliver) 'Cause they government feds Deliver us We still waitin' for the Congress to acknowledge this We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit And also who you chiefin' with Deli-i-i, deliver us Deliver us I call these rappers Baby Seals


