Ghetto Afterlife Lyrics - Kool G. Rap

These niggas ain't thugs, the real thugs is the government 

Don't matter if you independent, democrat or republican 

Niggas politickin the street, get into beef 

Start blastin, now a new cat is executive chief 

With a, passion for heat you get, blast in yo' seat 

Die before you crash in yo' Jeep, never passion in your sleep 

Like an old man, you ain't a fool you got a whole plan 

To conquer territories like Europeans who stole land 

The future of your whole fam' hang in the balance 

You the king, and your block is the palace 

Y'all niggas is the parliament, untouchable, spot unrushable 

Keep your weight wet, call in collect to save a buck or two 

Get mad, who the fuck are you? What you gonna do? 

Exactly what I thought, NOTHIN, in the sport of frontin 

You the undisputed champion, I'm in a class you can't be in 

My words is flesh like Jesus, the aquarian 

It's just a chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife 

Where you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight 

Where they sacrifice the life and niggas see flashes of light 

When you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife 

Yeah, dudes gettin money is still thuggin 

Chicks gettin money is still ghetto 

Still livin the whole thuggish stilleto 

Your team let the metal burst before you take an L 

You raised in hell, let the dust settle first 

Then you ask the question, snatchin the life of the innocent 

Shit happens huh, a man's respected by his actions 

It's the karma of the street, you try to meet the karma 

While the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma can't be beat 

You don't know your enemy, so you fightin with yourself 

Relate to rap niggas cause they writin what you felt 

You got top shelf connects you gettin seasoned like a veteran 

We suck the venom out the snake bite, without the medicine 

We benefit from niggas in tenements, dyin for benjamins 

So bad that they know they own coffin measurements 

Ghetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be hesistant 

Or fall victim to the element, word is bond 

Just another chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlife 

Where you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight 

Where they sacrifice the life and niggas see flashes of light 

When you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife