[00:04.92]Uh hit them with a little ghetto gospel
[00:10.11]Those who wish to follow me
[00:12.18]My ghetto gospel
[00:14.28]I welcome with my hands
[00:19.56]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold
[00:24.69]And peace to this young warrior
[00:26.91]Without the sound of guns
[00:28.98]If I could recollect before my hood days
[00:31.11]I sit and reminisce thinking and bliss on the good days
[00:34.26]I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to m
[00:37.17]They tested it was stressed that they under
[00:41.16]And nowadays things changed
[00:42.87]Everyone ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
[00:46.98]And for me it reversed we left them a world that cursed and it hurts
[00:54.96]Cause any day theyl push the button
[00:58.47]And all commend like malcom x and bobby hunton died for nothin
[01:02.91]Don make me get teary the world looks dreary
[01:09.51]When you wipe your eyes seeing clearly
[01:11.73]There no need for you to fear me if you take your time to hear me
[01:15.33]Maybe you can learn to cheer me it ain about black or white
[01:18.75]Cuz wee human I hope we see the light before it ruined
[01:22.02]My ghetto gospel
[01:23.31]Those who wish to follow me
[01:27.57]Ghetto gospel
[01:28.47]I welcome with my hands
[01:34.86]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold
[01:38.43]And peace to this young warrior
[01:42.33]Without the sound of guns
[01:44.43]Tell me do you see that old lady ain it sad
[01:47.28]Living out of bags plus she glad for the little things she has
[01:52.26]And over there there a lady crack got her crazy
[01:56.13]Guess she giving birth to a baby
[01:58.20]I don trip and let m fade me
[02:02.04]Wee droppin to another form of slavery
[02:06.06]Even now I keep discouraged wonder if they take it all back
[02:11.28]Will I still keep the courage I refuse to be a role model
[02:14.67]I set goals take control drink out my own bottles
[02:18.69]I made mistakes but learned from every one
[02:23.82]And when it said and done I bet this brother be a better one
[02:31.44]If I upset you don stress never forget that god hasn finished with me yet
[02:43.02]I feel his hand on my brain when I write rhymes
[02:44.70]I go blind and let the lord do his thing but am I less holy
[02:49.50]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz
[02:53.37]Before we find world peace we gotta find peace in the war on the streets
[02:58.77]My ghetto gospel
[03:00.96]Those who wish to follow me
[03:02.07]Ghetto gospel
[03:06.12]I welcome with my hands
[03:11.34]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[03:16.23]And peace to this young warrior
[03:28.59]Without the sound of guns
[03:31.47]Lord can you hear me speak