Ghetto Gospel (Explicit)
2Pac"Ghetto Gospel (Explicit)" is a song by 2Pac, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:23 long and contains 65 lines and 480 words.
Lyrics
0:03Uh
0:04Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
0:06Chorus: elton john
0:07Those who wish to follow me （my ghetto gospel）
0:11I welcome with my hands
0:17And the red sun sinks at last
0:20Into the hills of gold
0:23And peace to this young warrior
0:26Without the sound of guns
0:28Verse 1
0:29If i could recollect before my hood days
0:31I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days
0:35I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
0:39They geussed it was stress that they under
0:42And nowadays things changed
0:44Everyone's ashamed of the youth cuz the truth look strange
0:47And for me it's reversed we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
0:52Cuz any day they'll push the button
0:57And all good men like malcolm x and bobby hutton died for nottin
1:00Don't it make you get teary the world looks dreary
1:04When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
1:06There's no need for you to fear me
1:08If you take your time to hear me maybe you can learn to cheer me
1:11It ain't about black or white cuz we're human
1:14I hope we see the light before it's ruined
1:16My ghetto gospel
1:17Chorus
1:17Those who wish to follow me （ghetto gospel）
1:23I welcome with my hands
1:29And the red sun sinks at last
1:32Into the hills of gold
1:34And peace to this young warrior
1:38Without the sound of guns
1:39Verse 2
1:41Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad
1:43Livin outta bags but she's glad for the little things has
1:47And over there there's a lady
1:49Crack got her crazy guess who's givin birth to a baby
1:53I don't trip and let it fade me
1:55From outta the frying pan we jumpin to another form of slavery
1:59Even now i get discouraged
2:01Wonder if they take it all back will i still keep the courage
2:05I refuse to be a role model
2:07I set goals take control drink out my own bottles
2:11I make mistakes but learn from every one
2:13And when it's said and done
2:15I bet this brotha be a better one
2:17If i upset you don't stress
2:19Never forget that god isn't finished with me yet
2:23I feel his hand on my brain
2:25When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thang
2:29But i'm less holy
2:31Cuz i took a puff of blunt and drink a beer with my homies
2:34Before we find world peace
2:37We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
2:41My ghetto gospel
2:41Chorus
2:42Those who wish to follow me （yea ghetto gospel）
2:47I welcome with my hands
2:52And the red sun sinks at last
2:55Into the hills of gold
2:58And peace to this young warrior
3:01Without the sounds of guns
3:08Lord can you hear me speak
3:23To pay the price of being hell bound
Uh Hit 'em with a little 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 Verse 1 If i could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em They geussed it was stress that they under And nowadays things changed Everyone's ashamed of the youth cuz the truth look strange And for me it's reversed we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts Cuz any day they'll push the button And all good men like malcolm x and bobby hutton died for nottin Don't it make you get teary the world looks dreary When you wipe your eyes see it clearly There'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 I hope we see the light before it's ruined My ghetto gospel Chorus 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 Verse 2 Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad Livin outta bags but she's glad for the little things has And over there there's a lady Crack got her crazy guess who's givin birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me From outta the frying pan we jumpin to another form of slavery Even now i get 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 make mistakes but learn from every one And when it's said and done I bet this brotha be a better one If i upset you don't stress Never forget that god isn'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 i'm less holy Cuz i took a puff of blunt and drink a beer with my homies Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets My ghetto gospel Chorus Those who wish to follow me （yea 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 sounds of guns Lord can you hear me speak To pay the price of being hell bound
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