Compton, California artist Dizzle723 releases new hip hop song and video “Ghetto Scriptures (Last Days)” featuring DonTwon. Please check it out above and drop a comment to let us know what you think about it.
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“Ghetto Scriptures (Last Days)” is a deep song about life, death and heartache told through the readings of the “Ghetto Bible.”
About Dizzle723:
Daren Robinson, known professionally by his stage name as Dizzle723 and nicknames, Daddy Dizzle, or Daddy D, is an American rapper and songwriter. Born and raised in Compton, his career in rap began in the early 90’s as part of the rap duo BWF (Black Women Fantasy), with Tommy Y. Dizzle is best known for being part of the west coast rap group, South Central Cartel’s crew called, “The Murder Squad.” He has worked on several projects with Prodeje Hood. His most recent work, produced in 2020, is a collaboration with Big Prodeje, Cali Pitts, and LV on the song, “Mama I Can’t Breathe,” which is a battle cry song addressing police brutality against black and brown people. Dizzle is also featured on the song, “Good Times” from The Prodeje Project album that was released in 2020. Ready to show the world what he’s about, Dizzle is currently working on his 1st Solo EP. He’s released a song called “So Heartless” featuring Big Prodeje of SCC and DonTwon. As well as a song called “Tattoos G-Mix” featuring Big Prodeje and DonTwon from the forthcoming EP Ghetto Scriptures.
“Ghetto Scriptures (Last Days)” lyrics:
Follow me into the book of revelations
Ghetto scriptures
Chapter 7, verse 11
Lord help us
As I sit inside of my room, thinking of happy thoughts
My body gets tense , the lights dense. Suddenly my thoughts are of homies I’ve lost
It’s getting to me. The feelings I feel, I start to cry
Tears drop on my face, the vision I get, the devil caught it, why
Is he telling me that I’m the next one to go
If so, I’ma go all out and be a G like my niggas before
Me that have came and went and went and came and come again
True to the ghetto and my hood a G is locked in
No turning back, I done seen too many of my niggas die
Two to the chest, the other one straight went to my nigga’s eye
That’s how it is when niggas get blasted in the CPT
With no remorse, they’re killing my child if standing next to me
To get me empty, all the shells up in a nigga’s soul
But see, they missed me, shot my daughter, she was two years old
My mind is boggled, hard to swallow all of this sudden death
Retaliations a must, I trust no one, there’s no one left
They killed the last thing in this world that ever loved D
Jumping out of a sweat, I look, my little girl’s next to me
It was all a dream, it seems, oh lord, I have to thank ya
But the ghettos real, not a joke, and a wake up couldn’t save ya
Yeah, we’re living in the last days
Slowly burning like the weed in my ashtray
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, for real
I had no smiles for a while, my journey is exile
I’m like wow, couldn’t see how you abandoned your last child, father
I am the author, piece the puzzle, pay for pain
Perpetrating on the love you paved, in a position to properly raise me
But you couldn’t see, nigga, too busy hustling in the streets
Had a lot to eat, but it was mommy, showing me how to pee, nigga
What could it be, what made you choose them hoes over me
Son over bitches, never make promises you couldn’t keep
Emotions deep, and now I’m standing on my own two feet
Up in these streets, I’m packing a heat, gotta make these ends meet
You question me, 360 degree, as you and me, repeat
Life of a g is in my heart, is all you showed me
But there for me, you couldn’t be. See pops, I paid attention
Cause technically, it wasn’t your fault that you were locked down in prison
So don’t blame me, when you see my love for you is really weak
Apparently, feeling mutually as far as I can see
Yeah, we’re living in the last days
Slowly burning like the weed in my ashtray
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, for real
Still shedding tears through the years, of reading these ghetto scriptures
The chapter of her daughter, her mother, and the mother’s nigga
Now paint a picture, what made him figure that he could teach her
Try to reach her deep beneath her, to see if she tastes sweeter
That’s insane
I’m telling you mane, how could she not see
Her baby girl is dying inside, how could she not see
Now she’s starting to tell a few lies, how could she not see
The way he wants to look at her thighs, through devil eyes
Rewind, this particular time, everything was fine in her mind
Never thought she would find, her daughter dying, being blind
Now she ran out of time, you get a call
Why you working, everyone’s lurking, from hearing her phone fall
Back against the wall, doing your all
It’s too late
Cause the man have came and sheeted her face
House yellow taped
Better pray, or you’re sealing your fate
The reaper’s grim, never neglect your kids
Just for some dick, you stupid bitch
Yeah we living in the last days
Slowly burning like the weed in my ashtray
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, for real
Yeah we living in the last days
Slowly burning like the weed in my ashtray
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I hope you’re ready for the coming y’all, for real
I can’t let life puff right past me, right past me
Like it’s my last day, for real