The Gospel
Alicia Keys Lyrics


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Uh, uh, uh

I say we all got children, products of the ghetto
Momma cooked us soup, daddy did the yelling
Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
When he got pinched, he told them he wasn't tellin'
Auntie was a cook, her husband was a crook
Cause every job he had they be payin' him off the books
Ghetto university, knowledge is all it took
In a tenement I was listenin' to the hook
Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cook
When the feds comin', everybody get shook
Now we doin' life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
On the chain gang, I was singing into the coffin
The roaches and the rats, heroin and the cracks
Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
Everybody got a past but you can never go back

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tellin' you like it is, how we ever gon' live?
If we ain't gettin' money, how we feedin' the kids?
It's a revolving door, where brothers be doin' bids
I know it sound wrong but the dope will be what it is
Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
Broke parents and black cats give me heebie-geebies
Life seems hard but nothin' ever comes easy
Whatever's in the dark, can always become the light
If you ain't in a battle, how you gon' win the fight?
Gotta speak the truth when I'm up in the booth
The streets be flyin' birds but they don't be on the roof
Poverty is a pain like you pullin' a tooth
Told the streets don't let me go like I'm Bishop in Juice

The roaches and the rats, heroin and the cracks
Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
Everybody got a past but you can never go back

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(You gotta sing!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(She's a king)




Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Overall Meaning

Alicia Keys's song The Gospel speaks about the struggles and hardships of growing up in the ghetto. The lyrics begin by acknowledging that everyone comes from some kind of troubled background, with parents and family members who had their own issues to deal with. Despite the challenges, the singer notes that they were able to gain an education from the "ghetto university" and the experience taught them about the realities of life.


The second verse delves deeper into the issues that plague the ghetto, including drugs, crime, and poverty. The singer talks about the revolving door of incarceration and how it's sometimes wrongly perceived as a form of financial support, feeding the kids. They acknowledge that life is difficult and can seem overwhelming, but they inspire the listener to search for the light in the darkness, and to speak the truth in the face of adversity.


Overall, The Gospel provides a poignant reflection on growing up in the ghetto and the struggles young people face in that environment. The song encourages listeners to remember their past while looking forward to a brighter future.


Line by Line Meaning

I say we all got children, products of the ghetto
We come from tough backgrounds and are products of the ghetto.


Momma cooked us soup, daddy did the yelling
My mother made soup, and my father shouted a lot.


Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
My uncle drank a lot, and my cousin was a convicted criminal.


When he got pinched, he told them he wasn't tellin'
When they arrested him, he refused to reveal anything.


Auntie was a cook, her husband was a crook
My aunt cooked, while her husband did some crooked things.


Cause every job he had they be payin' him off the books
He always got paid under the table for his jobs.


Ghetto university, knowledge is all it took
Growing up in the ghetto was like attending an unofficial university that taught you everything.


In a tenement I was listenin' to the hook
I lived in a tenement building and was listening to the chorus.


Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cook
The change they want is inspired by Sam Cook's spirit and music.


When the feds comin', everybody get shook
Everybody gets scared when the Feds come around.


Now we doin' life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
We are living life like Eddie Murphy and Martin Lawrence in their movie, Life.


On the chain gang, I was singing into the coffin
I was on the chain gang, singing as we worked and buried someone.


The roaches and the rats, heroin and the cracks
The ghetto is filled with roaches, rats, heroin, and cracks on the streets.


Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
I'm not blaming anyone, just telling the truth.


Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
The ultimate goal is to succeed, not to stay at the bottom.


Everybody got a past but you can never go back
Everyone has a past, but you can never go back to it.


Tellin' you like it is, how we ever gon' live?
I'm telling you the truth; how are we going to survive?


If we ain't gettin' money, how we feedin' the kids?
If we aren't making money, how are we supposed to feed our children?


It's a revolving door, where brothers be doin' bids
It's a cycle of incarceration where many people end up in prison.


I know it sound wrong but the dope will be what it is
I know it's wrong, but drugs become people's livelihood.


Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
It's survival of the fittest, and this poor girl is the toughest.


Broke parents and black cats give me heebie-geebies
My broke parents and black cats give me the creeps.


Life seems hard but nothin' ever comes easy
Life is tough, and nothing comes easy.


Whatever's in the dark, can always become the light
No matter how dark things seem, there is always hope for things to turn around.


If you ain't in a battle, how you gon' win the fight?
If you aren't willing to fight for something, how can you expect to win?


Gotta speak the truth when I'm up in the booth
I have to speak the truth when I'm in the recording studio.


The streets be flyin' birds but they don't be on the roof
People sell drugs on the streets, but they aren't literally flying birds.


Poverty is a pain like you pullin' a tooth
Poverty is like having a constant pain, like pulling a tooth.


Told the streets don't let me go like I'm Bishop in Juice
I'm telling the streets not to let go of me like how Bishop's character couldn't let go of his power in the movie, Juice.


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


(She's a king)
(She is the ruler)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ALICIA AUGELLO-COOK, MARK BATSON, KASEEM DEAN, ROBERT DIGGS, JASON HUNTER, COREY WOODS, SHAWN MARTIN

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