Valhalla

I wonder— ooh, Chaka Khan, I'm up loud, here we go

Ghetto heaven

The world is a ghetto

Freedom, oh yeah

Feel your sorrow

5:35 and I'm living senseless

Just another homie picking on the defenseless

Don't request yet, nothing really to mention

Looking through the mirror and I'm making a censure

Woah, Black people in the mornin' breeze

Came around the corner and she caused me to freeze up

Ease up, watch how the world could tease us

Skeeze us, but only G-O-D can please us

Hey, that's where we at and my mama, too

Show me how to roll without breaking the rules

Paying my dues, MCs jumpin' out shoes

And socks to get with lyrical fox, don't stop

Woah, Black people dying to shine

Everything is fine when you're losing your mind

I'm like a black alley cat, freestyle battle rap

Doesn't get better than that, is that a gat in the back? Hey

Ghetto heaven

The world is a ghetto

Freedom, oh yeah

Feel your sorrow

Valkyrie's blood runs red through the halls of the dead

Oh, the warrior's blood runs red through the halls of the dead

And the Valkyrie's blood runs red through the halls of the dead

And the life you've been looking for in the world that you live

And the life you've been looking for in the world that you live

In the name, we were all born in a flame

Not the same, but under the moon on the desert plane

We roam home, Cape Coast ghost

I saw with my naked eye, way too close now

I'm just the son of a man on a mission

Who worked with his hands and brought him to foreign lands

In the hinterland, swinging the mic like an axe

With a beer and an atlas we are layin' down tracks

Ghetto heaven

The world is a ghetto

Freedom, oh yeah

Feel your sorrow