Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghost Of Soulja Slim, artist - Jay Electronica. Album song A Written Testimony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
Ghost Of Soulja Slim |
So, all you scared to death negros |
Just sit down |
Don’t you come out to defend our enemy |
You sit down and you shut up |
And tell your master to come on out and deal with this |
Next time they bring up the Gods, you gon' respect us |
That lil' vest ain’t gonna do you, I shoot from neck up |
I ain’t even tryna hold ya, Magnolia Slim |
I’m a soldier from that mode, I’m the ghost of him |
From the era of police stretcher, no cameras catch it |
Drop you off in a rival hood, you rather be arrested |
If you didn’t have no straps, you couldn’t wear your necklace |
Niggas hand around your throat, that’s a choker reference |
My ancestors took old food, made soul food |
Jim Crow’s a troll too, he stole the soul music |
That’s the blood that goes through me, so you assumin' |
I could never sell my soul, they sold they soul to me |
Peaceful teaching of Rumi, but don’t confuse me |
You mouth off for the cameras, I make a silent movie |
Now here’s some jewelry |
No civilization is conquered from the outside until it destroys itself from |
within |
Pen, put a pin in that, will come back when I fin |
You can’t talk like I talk 'cause you ain’t been where I been, young |
If it come from me and Hov, consider it Qur’an |
If it come from any of those, consider it Harām |
The minaret that Jigga built me on the Dome of the Roc |
Was crafted, so beautifully, consider this Adhan |
From a hard place and a rock to the Roc Nation of Islam |
I emerged on the wave that Tidal made to drop bombs |
I came to bang with the scholars |
And I bet you a Rothschild I get a bang for my dollar |
The synagogue of Satan want me to hang by my collar |
But all praise due to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala |
I put on for my nation like I’m King T’Challa |
Crushing the oyibo that try to bring wahala |
You want it, I got it |
Don’t make me have to blast this rocket, uh |
Jay Electricity |
The thing he need like a whole in his head is publicity |
Though he shine like a Christmas tree |
Verily, verily, I tread through life merrily |
Giving all thanks to God for this universal therapy |
Think of things I said that you hated then |
Empirical facts that can’t be debated now |
Things you say today, I was sayin' then |
Tell us who your favorite now |