Ghetto Gospel Lyrics by 2Pac

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Ghetto Gospel Lyrics

[2Pac]Uhh,Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel[Chorus: Elton John]Those who wish to follow me ( My ghetto gospel )I welcome with my handsAnd the red sun sinks at last into the hills of goldAnd peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns[2Pac]If I could recollect before my hood daysI'd sit and reminisce, thinkin a bliss of the good daysI stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em They tested, it was stress that they under an' now a days, things changed Everyone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth looks strangeAnd for me it's reversed, we left 'em a world thats cursed, and it hurtscause any day they'll push the button and all condemned like Malcom x and Bobby Hunton, die for nothin' Don't it make ya get teary, the world looks dreary but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearlytheres no need for you to fear meif you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me it aint about black or white, 'cause we're human I hope we see the light before its ruined my ghetto gospel [Chorus: Elton John]Those who wish to follow me (Ghetto Gospel)I welcome with my handsAnd the red sun sinks at last into the hills of goldAnd peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns[2Pac]Tell me do you see that old lady, ain't it sadLiving out a bags, but she's glad for the little things she has And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazyGuess she's givin' birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me, from out of the frying pan, we jump into another form of slavery.Even now i get discouragedWonder if they take it all back would I still keep the courage?I refuse to be a role model I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle (own bottle)I make mistakes, but learn from every oneAnd when its said and done I bet this brotha be a better oneIf I upset you, don't stressNever forget, that God hasn't finished with me yetI feel his hand on my brain When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thangBut am I less holy'cause 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 streetsMy ghetto gospel[Chorus: Elton John] Those who wish to follow me (Yeah, Ghetto Gospel)I welcome with my handsAnd the red sun sinks at last into the hills of goldAnd peace to this young warrior without the sound of gunsLord can you hear me speak!!To pay the price of bein' hellbound...