Blessed With A Gift - Ghetts, Ghetto

You know what?

Can’t ever put price on talent

I’ve been blessed with a gift

I’m in a different league, like I should be next to Madrid

I does this man

Real talk

Success is a must

But how can I blow when I’m still screaming «Fuck feds, I’m a thug»

They look at me like I’m just a rough-neck in cuffs

My wrists hurts

But ain’t shit worse than a strip search

I wish I weren’t disturbed

I can’t count how many times I’ve been arrested

And undressed for drug slots

Niggas wanna burn my young flesh with slugs

That’s real talk but God showed me an escape route

I’ve been blessed with a gift like

I know you’re getting my drift

This is great proof, stay tuned

Visualise my pain like a face wound

The game’s doomed when I breakthrough

Because I ain’t groomed

What you see is what you get

Try and tame whom?

I’m a straight goon

Still, I’ll be on base soon

Last I was seen was the feature on K’s tune

I’ve mastered, it seems

Because I’m eager to make moves

I’ve been blessed with a gift

I know what I’m worth

So, I couldn’t care less what your estimate is

Even the best in the biz can’t question the kid

I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs

It’s a new era

So, the crew better do better

Mic check, one-two, I’m the new fella

Cold like flu weather

No lies, I’m a truth teller

And the truth is, I’m too clever

Who you trying to outsmart?

Man, I’ll do this like you never

So, who you trying to outstar?

I can outlast anybody

At first, I outlast

Then I’ma take it further than our charts

I’ma take it further than Outkast

And outclass anybody, clown hard

Far-fetched or not, you can’t reject my plot

Start and never stop in the past

I never clocked the art of getting watched

From television, you can sell a million

But still, stars, they ever flop

Because they only go half way like a belly-top

And when they gone

You never miss 'em like a berry

I’ve been blessed with a gift

I know what I’m worth

So, I couldn’t care less what your estimate is

Even the best in the biz can’t question the kid

I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs

The scene’s all fucked up

Some scheme on the old team like dope fiends

And the dream’s all fucked up

It’s not like it’s been all 'hush, hush'

Rumors spread, get flicked

We mix, then move the head

Wise work never die first, use your head

Why should I lose my cool over useless threats?

Once upon a time, you was blessed

Now look at him and look at me

And tell me who’s depressed

I’ve moved ahead

No looking back

This is what I’m looking at

A nice figure deal with my signature put in black

Fountain pen, then I’m out with the album

No specific date but I’m bound to be clowning

I’ve worked so hard

And I remember when I weren’t so large

I used to ask how I’m sounding

My confidence was low like knee caps

So, the road showed me the feed back

I need that

I’ve been blessed with a gift

I know what I’m worth

So, I couldn’t care less what your estimate is

Even the best in the biz can’t question the kid

I put my heart in it, flesh and my ribs

So, go ahead

Put a price on that

Ghetto

Best in the UK

Fuck what you heard

Movement