Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let Me Be Your Magic Gadget, artist - Kalumet. Album song Burlesque, in the genre ТрансDate of issue: 26.10.2009
Record label: Halu Beats
Song language: English
Let Me Be Your Magic Gadget |
| It’s hot like Haiti down in Hades |
| The false prophet say the Lord has forsaken us black babies |
| To make it off a island in Mercedes |
| We going sell it white as Michelangelo’s Christ |
| Babies need rice, the baby need beans |
| To feed our babies beans we might have to flip a bean |
| I have sold my people dope yet provided them with hope |
| Sinner and saint, yeah, I did ‘em both |
| Yea I sold a brick on a basketball court |
| And bought the uniforms for the basketball coach |
| Can’t wash a way the blood so I put rings on my fingers |
| 25 carats symbolize my redeemer |
| And my redeemer’s blood is capable of taking Chris Dudus |
| Making him a savior of others |
| My God will take a Sual, fashion him a Pual |
| So only God can judge me and to hell with all y’all |
| I lift my eyes upon the hills |
| From whence cometh my health |
| Only God can judge me |
| And nobody else |
| I beat these streets to make the Devil a lie |
| Marching at hell to the gangster’s eye |
| I can feel the fire still everywhere |
| If heaven got a ghetto I’m a make it there |
| The critics ask why Michael never blowed |
| Well, truthfully I met the Devil at the crossroad |
| He offered me success in exchange for my soul |
| He stripped me of my riches, broke me down like Job |
| First he took my car, and then he took my house |
| But he couldn’t take the Lord’s name out a nigga mouth |
| So then he took my friends, and then he took my fame |
| And then he had my former friends dirty up my name |
| And while he was lying/lion I was Daniel in the den |
| Walking with an angel, a testament to men |
| I can walk on water, I defy the odds |
| The Devil give you fame, but he can’t defy my God |
| My God is amazing, I don’t need the Masons |
| I just need the junkies and the liars and the theives |
| I need the pimps, prostitues and pushers out the streets |
| That’s where I’m seeking God cuz that’s where he found me |
| That’s where I’m seeking God cuz that’s where he found me |
| Amen |
| They tried to tell me «Don't make these kind of records |
| You’re never going to be who you’re suppossed to be» |
| The record that people are most connected to is (God in the Building 1) |
| So I give you (God in the Building 2) |
| I’m a keep doing what I am doing |
| I’m a keep building my testament |
| My empire, my legacy, my way |
| Because I know God moves through me |
| God is in me at all given times |
| So some of you all can shortcut, take whatever road you like to |
| I prefer the high road (high road) |