Ghetto Gospel

歌手: 2Pac Elton John • 专辑:Loyal To The Game • 发布时间:2004-01-01
作词 : Tupac Shakur/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Eminem/Luis Resto/Deon Evans
 作曲 : Tupac Shakur/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Eminem/Luis Resto/Deon Evans
 Uh, hit them with a little ghetto gospel.
Those who wish to follow me. (my Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
 And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
If I could recollect before my hood days.
 I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to  m.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
 Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it  reversed, we left them a world that  cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day theyl push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There  no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain  about black or white,
 cuz we e human. I hope we see the light before it  ruined.
My ghetto gospel.
 Those who wish to follow me. (Ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands.
 And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
 Tell me do you see that old lady, ain  it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she  glad for the little things she has.
And over there there  a lady, crack got her crazy.
 Guess she  giving birth to a baby.
 I don  trip and let  m fade me,
? we e droppin?to another form of slavery.
 Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it  said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
 If I upset, you don  stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
 I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
 My ghetto gospel.
Those who wish to follow me. (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.
 Lord can you hear me speak.
Pay the price for being hellbound.
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