Tytuł: Ghetto Gospel

• Wykonawca: 2 Pac
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Uhh,
   Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel
  
   [Chorus - Elton John:]
   Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
   I welcome with my hands
   And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
   And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
  
   [2Pac]
   If I could recelect before my hood dayz
   I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz
   i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
   They tested, it was stressed that they under
   In our days, things changed
   Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
   And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
   cause any day they'll push the button
   and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin
   Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
   but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
   there's no need for you to fear me
   if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
   it aint about black or white, cuz we're human
   I hope we see the light before its ruined
   my ghetto gospel
  
   [Chorus - Elton John]
   Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
   I welcome with my hands
   And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
   And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
  
   [2Pac]
   Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad
   Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
   And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
   Guess she's given birth to a baby
   I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
   We jump into another form of slavery
   Even now I keep discouraged
   Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
   I refuse to be a role model
   I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
   I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
   And when its said and done
   I bet this Brotha be a better one
   If I'm upset, you don't stress
   Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
   I feel his hand on my brain
   When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
   But am I less holy
   Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
   Before we find world peace
   We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
   My ghetto gospel
  
   [Chorus - Elton John]
   Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
   I welcome with my hands
   And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
   And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
  
   [2Pac]
   Lord can you hear me speak!!
   To pay the price of being hell bound...