2Pac, Elton John - Ghetto Gospel

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Uh.\nHit 'em with a little ghetto gospel\nThose who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)\nI welcome with my hands\nAnd the red sun sinks at last\nInto the hills of gold\nAnd peace to this young warrior\nWithout the sound of guns\nIf I could recollect before my hood days\nI’d sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days\nI stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em\nThey test, it was stress that they under\nAnd nowadays things changed\nEveryone’s ashamed of the youth, cuz the truth look strange\nAnd for me it’s reversed, we left them a world that’s cursed and it hurts\nCuz any day they’ll push the button\nAnd all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nottin\nDon’t it make you get teary, the world looks dreary\nWhen you wipe your eyes see it clearly\nThere’s no need for you to fear me If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me It ain’t about black or white, cuz we’re human\nI hope we see the light before it’s ruined\nMy Ghetto Gospel\nThose who wish to follow me (Ghetto gospel)\nI welcome with my hands\nAnd the red sun sinks at last\nInto the hills of gold\nAnd peace to this young warrior\nWithout the sound of guns\nTell me do you see that old lady, ain’t it sad?\nLivin outta bags, but she’s glad for the little things she has\nAnd over there there’s a lady\nCrack got her crazy, guess who’s givin birth to a baby\nI don’t trip and let it fade me From outta the frying pan we jumpin to another form of slavery\nEven now I get discouraged\nWonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage?\nI refuse to be a role model\nI set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles\nI make mistakes but learn from every one\nAnd when it’s said and done\nI bet this brotha be a better one\nIf I upset you don’t stress\nNever forget, that God hasn’t finished with me yet\nI feel his hand on my brain\nWhen I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thang\nBut im less holy?\nCuz I took a puff of blunt and drink a beer with my homies\nBefore we find world peace\nWe gotta find peace and end the war on the streets\nMy Ghetto Gospel\nThose who wish to follow me (Yea, ghetto gospel)\nI welcome with my hands\nAnd the red sun sinks at last\nInto the hills of gold\nAnd peace to this young warrior\nWithout the sounds of guns\nLord can you hear me speak?\nI pay the price of being hell bound!