“Gutter Gospel” is an outlaw rap confession born from blood, grit, and grace.
It’s a sermon for the broken — those who survived darkness, hustled through hell, and still look up hoping for light.
Blending Southern gospel vibes with hard-hitting emotional bars, this track delivers truth from the gutter to the soul.
A voice for anyone who knows what it means to pray with bruised knuckles and a loaded heart.
🔥 Written By Ashes And Dust Music
🎤 Vocal Style: Deep, raw male rap + Southern gospel vocal hook
🎧 Genre: Outlaw Rap / Soul-Infused Hip-Hop
💥 Mood: Confessional, gritty, emotional
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Lyrics:
(🎶 “Lord, I been down… way down low…”
(Beat kicks in with heavy drums and gospel choir hum)
[Verse 1]
I came from the cracks in the concrete — prayed with a pistol,
Hustled through Sundays, broke bread with the sinful.
Mama lit candles while I lit packs,
She was cryin’ to Jesus, I was watchin’ my back.
Fell in with devils wearin’ fake gold chains,
Told me get money, screw love, numb pain.
But late nights hit different with a guilty soul,
Tryna buy peace in a world that's cold.
I ain’t clean, but I’m standin’, blood on my sleeve,
Still hear that choir when I’m tryna believe.
[Chorus – Soul Hook / Female Vocal Loop]
🎶 “Ain’t no angel, but I’m tryin’…”
🎶 “Raise me up from where I’m lyin’…”
This is my gutter gospel, pain in the verse,
Still praisin’ with mud on my boots and a curse.
🎶 “Let me rise… from the dirt I chose…”
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I seen fake prophets in Louis and gold,
Sellin’ hope with a smile while their pockets unfold.
Preachin’ on stages with blood on their hands,
While I’m out here tryna walk like a man.
I confess through a mic, not behind no pew,
But my truth hit harder than a Sunday crew.
I don’t hide my sins, I just rhyme ‘em clean,
Turn pain into rhythm, dirt into dreams.
Cross on my neck, but the weight's in my chest,
Tryna outrun the past with these bars I confess.
[Chorus Repeat]
🎶 “Ain’t no angel, but I’m tryin’…”
🎶 “Raise me up from where I’m lyin’…”
This is my gutter gospel, pain in the verse,
Still praisin’ with mud on my boots and a curse.
🎶 “Let me rise… from the dirt I chose…”
[Bridge – Spoken Word]
You want pretty prayers?
I got bloodied knuckles.
You want clean sermons?
Try the ones shouted in struggle.
Ain’t no choir like the voices in my head —
But they still sing when I wish I was dead.
[Outro – Soul Sample + Fade]
🎶 “Lift me up… even if I fall again…”
This is my gutter gospel… amen.)
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