Hostile Gospel, Pt1 (deliver Us) Lyrics - Ear Drum - Talib Kweli

Intro: 

Deliver us, deliver us (yeah) 

Deliver us, deliver us (what, yeah) 

And what the people say? We wanna live it up 

And what the people want? Please deliver us 

And what the people need? Hey 

I got that, yeah 

Verse 1: 

I call these rappers baby seals, cause they club you to death 

I could call em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds 

What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt 

There aint no love and no respect, its like a gang, its like a club or a set 

Hip hops the new WWF 

What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggas love to forget 

We got til its gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards 

Your topical norm a tropical storm, its a fuckin disaster 

Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus 

They couldnt find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts 

Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper? 

An entertainer or the author of the last chapter 

We living in these times of love and cholera 

Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous 

We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit 

We still waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this 

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Chorus: 

What the people want? Please deliver us 

We wanna live it up, please deliver us 

Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel 

Im reaching through the fire please deliver us 

Im preaching to the choir please deliver us 

Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood 

Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow 

Verse 2: 

You aint promised tomorrow, so get your paper up 

You cant always just borrow and asks for favors, bruh 

Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbors stuff 

Karmas a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin, bruh 

I start a conversation based on general observation 

Hip hop is not a nation, take it to population 

Niggas got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan 

Awaitin trial, debatin how the hell I got placed in this system 

Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination? 

They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement 

You hear the congregation this is the hostile gospel 

The truth is hard to swallow, itll leave you scarred tomorrow 

Keep it honest - our motto, these niggas keep it bottled 

Im the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus DAmato 

DJs stickin to vinyl like fuck Serato 

Suppliers who ride around the block in the custom models 

Ballin like the struck the lotto, you know who the cleanest is 

A nigga keep it rich with the stitch and Greedy Geniuses 

Im not a hipster, but I flip it like a sneaker pimp 

Expose the game, treat it like a bitch 

Smack fire out these hoes, cause they snitch 

And tap wires while I plead the fifth, you cant trust a soul in the biz 

So be careful who you eatin with and sleepin with and also who you chiefin with 

You never know, they mightve added in secret ingredients 

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Chorus: 

What the people want? Please deliver us 

We wanna live it up, please deliver us 

Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel 

Im reaching through the fire please deliver us 

Im preaching to the choir please deliver us 

Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood 

Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow 

Verse 3: 

Freedoms a road thats seldom traveled, watch hell unravel 

Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle 

The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water 

And not take the hand of every man who make an offer 

To black kids wishin they white kids when they close they eyelids 

Like I bet they neighborhood aint like this 

White kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers 

Its all backwards, its identity crisis 

The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us 

Drug suppliers is the health care providers 

We cakin makin narcotics outta household products 

We aint workin out til we exorcise the demons thats inside us 

Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves 

Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves 

Its officially nigga season, these niggas is bleedin 

Thats why Im spittin freedom, we had enough of trigger squeezin 

Chorus: 

People wanna live it up, please deliver us 

We wanna live it up, please deliver us 

Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel 

Im reaching through the fire please deliver us 

Im preaching to the choir please deliver us 

Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood 

Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow 

Outro (sung): 

In these trying days and times 

All I need is to be free 

I cant do it on my own 

Lord can you deliver me? 

There are trials still to come 

Its salvation that I need 

So Im reaching to the sky 

Lord can you deliver me? 

Deliver us 

Deliver us, yeah 

Deliver us, ooh 

Oh, deliver us 

Deliver us 

Deliver us 

Deliver us, yeah yeah yeah