2Pac - Ghetto Gospel

[00:02.92] Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel

[00:06.68] Those who wish to follow me

[00:11.43] (My ghetto gospel)

[00:13.16] I welcome with my hands

[00:17.43] And the red sun sinks at last

[00:20.68] Into the hills of gold

[00:23.70] And peace to this young warrior

[00:26.70] Without the sound of guns

[00:29.70] If I could recollect before my hood days

[00:31.95] I sit and reminisce, thinkin' of bliss and the good days

[00:35.94] I stop and stare at the younger

[00:37.96] My heart goes to 'em, they tested with stress that they under

[00:42.19] And nowadays things change

[00:43.96] Everyone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth look strange

[00:48.17] And for me it's reversed

[00:49.94] We left 'em a world that's cursed, and it hurts

[00:53.68] ‘Cause any day they'll push the button

[00:55.93] And all good men like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothin'

[01:00.20] Don't it make you get teary? The world looks dreary

[01:03.44] When you wipe your eyes, see it clearly

[01:06.16] There's no need for you to fear me

[01:07.94] If you take your time to hear me

[01:09.68] Maybe you can learn to cheer me

[01:11.96] It ain't about black or white, ‘cause we human

[01:14.43] I hope we see the light before it's ruined; my ghetto gospel

[01:18.20] Those who wish to follow me

[01:22.93] (Ghetto gospel)

[01:24.93] I welcome with my hands

[01:28.94] And the red sun sinks at last

[01:32.20] Into the hills of gold

[01:35.18] And peace to this young warrior

[01:38.19] Without the sound of guns

[01:40.66] Tell me, do you see that old lady? Ain't it sad?

[01:43.68] Livin' out of bag but she's glad for the little things she has

[01:47.68] And over there, there's a lady, crack got her crazy

[01:51.18] Guess who's givin' birth to a baby?

[01:53.69] I don't trip or let it fade me

[01:55.43] From out of the fryin' pan we jump into another form of slavery

[01:59.68] Even now I get discouraged

[02:01.43] Wonder, if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage?

[02:05.70] I refuse to be a role model

[02:07.67] I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles

[02:11.43] I make mistakes but learn from every one

[02:13.94] And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better one

[02:17.43] If I upset you, don't stress

[02:19.43] Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet

[02:23.44] I feel His hand on my brain

[02:25.45] When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thang

[02:29.41] But am I less holy

[02:31.44] 'Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies?

[02:35.67] Before we find world peace

[02:37.93] We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

[02:40.69] My ghetto gospel

[02:41.68] Those who wish to follow me

[02:45.92] (Yeah, ghetto gospel)

[02:48.18] I welcome with my hands

[02:52.45] And the red sun sinks at last

[02:55.93] Into the hills of gold

[02:58.68] And peace to this young warrior

[03:01.69] Without the sound of guns

[03:08.93] Lord, can you hear me speak?

[03:23.19] To pay the price of bein' hellbound