Ghetto Gospel Lyrics
| Song | Ghetto Gospel |
| Artist | Tupac |
| Album | The Best of 2Pac, Pt. 2: Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:03.04] | Uh, hit them with a little ghetto gospel. |
| [00:07.25] | Those who wish to follow me. (my Ghetto gospel) |
| [00:12.77] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [00:17.94] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [00:24.06] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [00:26.72] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [00:30.18] | If I could recollect before my hood days. |
| [00:32.75] | I� sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days. |
| [00:35.30] | I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to �m. |
| [00:39.57] | They tested, it was stressed that they under. |
| [00:42.23] | And nowadays, things changed. |
| [00:44.33] | Everyone� ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange. |
| [00:48.27] | And for me it� reversed, we left them a world that� cursed, and it hurts. |
| [00:53.94] | Cause any day they�l push the button. |
| [00:55.94] | And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin? |
| [01:00.06] | Don� make me get teary, the world looks dreary. |
| [01:03.83] | When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly. |
| [01:06.19] | There� no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me, |
| [01:09.80] | maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain� about black or white, |
| [01:13.68] | cuz we�e human. I hope we see the light before it� ruined. |
| [01:16.99] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [01:19.11] | Those who wish to follow me. (Ghetto gospel) |
| [01:24.02] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [01:29.09] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [01:34.96] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [01:38.23] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [01:41.04] | Tell me do you see that old lady, ain� it sad. |
| [01:43.85] | Living out of bags, plus she� glad for the little things she has. |
| [01:47.76] | And over there there� a lady, crack got her crazy. |
| [01:51.17] | Guess she� giving birth to a baby. |
| [01:53.83] | I don� trip and let �m fade me, |
| [01:55.54] | ? we�e droppin?to another form of slavery. |
| [01:59.87] | Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back, |
| [02:03.58] | Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model. |
| [02:07.90] | I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles. |
| [02:10.87] | I made mistakes, but learned from every one. |
| [02:13.83] | And when it� said and done. I bet this brother be a better one. |
| [02:17.49] | If I upset, you don� stress. Never forget that God hasn� finished with me yet. |
| [02:23.51] | I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes, |
| [02:26.67] | I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy? |
| [02:31.29] | Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz. |
| [02:35.00] | Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets. |
| [02:40.97] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [02:42.07] | Those who wish to follow me. (Ghetto gospel) |
| [02:48.44] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [02:52.76] | And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold. |
| [02:58.78] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [03:01.74] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [03:09.97] | Lord can you hear me speak. |
| [03:23.36] | Pay the price for being hellbound. |
| [00:03.04] | Uh, hit them with a little ghetto gospel. |
| [00:07.25] | Those who wish to follow me. my Ghetto gospel |
| [00:12.77] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [00:17.94] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [00:24.06] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [00:26.72] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [00:30.18] | If I could recollect before my hood days. |
| [00:32.75] | I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days. |
| [00:35.30] | I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to m. |
| [00:39.57] | They tested, it was stressed that they under. |
| [00:42.23] | And nowadays, things changed. |
| [00:44.33] | Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange. |
| [00:48.27] | And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts. |
| [00:53.94] | Cause any day they l push the button. |
| [00:55.94] | And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin? |
| [01:00.06] | Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary. |
| [01:03.83] | When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly. |
| [01:06.19] | There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me, |
| [01:09.80] | maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white, |
| [01:13.68] | cuz we e human. I hope we see the light before it ruined. |
| [01:16.99] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [01:19.11] | Those who wish to follow me. Ghetto gospel |
| [01:24.02] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [01:29.09] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [01:34.96] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [01:38.23] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [01:41.04] | Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad. |
| [01:43.85] | Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has. |
| [01:47.76] | And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy. |
| [01:51.17] | Guess she giving birth to a baby. |
| [01:53.83] | I don trip and let m fade me, |
| [01:55.54] | ? we e droppin? to another form of slavery. |
| [01:59.87] | Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back, |
| [02:03.58] | Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model. |
| [02:07.90] | I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles. |
| [02:10.87] | I made mistakes, but learned from every one. |
| [02:13.83] | And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one. |
| [02:17.49] | If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet. |
| [02:23.51] | I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes, |
| [02:26.67] | I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy? |
| [02:31.29] | Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz. |
| [02:35.00] | Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets. |
| [02:40.97] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [02:42.07] | Those who wish to follow me. Ghetto gospel |
| [02:48.44] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [02:52.76] | And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold. |
| [02:58.78] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [03:01.74] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [03:09.97] | Lord can you hear me speak. |
| [03:23.36] | Pay the price for being hellbound. |
| [00:03.04] | Uh, hit them with a little ghetto gospel. |
| [00:07.25] | Those who wish to follow me. my Ghetto gospel |
| [00:12.77] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [00:17.94] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [00:24.06] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [00:26.72] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [00:30.18] | If I could recollect before my hood days. |
| [00:32.75] | I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days. |
| [00:35.30] | I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to m. |
| [00:39.57] | They tested, it was stressed that they under. |
| [00:42.23] | And nowadays, things changed. |
| [00:44.33] | Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange. |
| [00:48.27] | And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts. |
| [00:53.94] | Cause any day they l push the button. |
| [00:55.94] | And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin? |
| [01:00.06] | Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary. |
| [01:03.83] | When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly. |
| [01:06.19] | There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me, |
| [01:09.80] | maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white, |
| [01:13.68] | cuz we e human. I hope we see the light before it ruined. |
| [01:16.99] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [01:19.11] | Those who wish to follow me. Ghetto gospel |
| [01:24.02] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [01:29.09] | And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold. |
| [01:34.96] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [01:38.23] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [01:41.04] | Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad. |
| [01:43.85] | Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has. |
| [01:47.76] | And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy. |
| [01:51.17] | Guess she giving birth to a baby. |
| [01:53.83] | I don trip and let m fade me, |
| [01:55.54] | ? we e droppin? to another form of slavery. |
| [01:59.87] | Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back, |
| [02:03.58] | Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model. |
| [02:07.90] | I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles. |
| [02:10.87] | I made mistakes, but learned from every one. |
| [02:13.83] | And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one. |
| [02:17.49] | If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet. |
| [02:23.51] | I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes, |
| [02:26.67] | I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy? |
| [02:31.29] | Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz. |
| [02:35.00] | Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets. |
| [02:40.97] | My ghetto gospel. |
| [02:42.07] | Those who wish to follow me. Ghetto gospel |
| [02:48.44] | I welcome with my hands. |
| [02:52.76] | And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold. |
| [02:58.78] | And peace to this young warrior, |
| [03:01.74] | Without the sound of guns. |
| [03:09.97] | Lord can you hear me speak. |
| [03:23.36] | Pay the price for being hellbound. |
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