Ghetto Gospel
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โฑ๏ธ 3:57 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
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 sounds of guns
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
They tested with stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth
'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed
We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men
Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothing
Told 'em they could 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, 'cause we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
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 sounds of guns
Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she 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 fryin' pan, we jump into 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, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes, but learn from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother 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 thing
But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt
And drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
My ghetto gospel
Those who wish to follow me
(Yeah, 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 for bein' hell bound
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 sounds of guns
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
They tested with stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth
'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed
We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men
Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothing
Told 'em they could 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, 'cause we're human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
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 sounds of guns
Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she 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 fryin' pan, we jump into 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, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes, but learn from every one
And when it's said and done
I bet this brother 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 thing
But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt
And drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
My ghetto gospel
Those who wish to follow me
(Yeah, 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 for bein' hell bound
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.17] Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
[00:06.58] Those who wish to follow me
[00:09.67] (My ghetto gospel)
[00:12.95] I welcome with my hands
[00:16.54] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[00:23.25] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[00:28.20] If I could recollect before my hood days
[00:31.98] I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days
[00:35.34] I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
[00:39.79] They tested with stress that they under
[00:41.23] And nowadays things change
[00:44.08] Everyone's ashamed of the youth
[00:46.52] 'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed
[00:49.86] We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
[00:52.76] 'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men
[00:57.57] Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothing
[00:59.42] Told 'em they could get teary the world looks dreary
[01:02.75] When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
[01:05.94] There's no need for you to fear me
[01:07.73] If you take your time to hear me
[01:09.65] Maybe you can learn to cheer me
[01:11.50] It ain't about black or white, 'cause we're human
[01:14.21] I hope we see the light before it's ruined
[01:16.62] My ghetto gospel
[01:18.32] Those who wish to follow me
[01:21.33] (Ghetto gospel)
[01:25.40] I welcome with my hands
[01:28.18] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[01:34.28] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[01:40.36] Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
[01:43.20] Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she has
[01:46.84] And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
[01:51.14] Guess who's givin' birth to a baby?
[01:53.76] I don't trip and let it fade me
[01:55.89] From outta the fryin' pan, we jump into another form of slavery
[01:59.69] Even now I get discouraged
[02:02.50] Wonder, if they take it all back
[02:03.90] Will I still keep the, courage?
[02:05.56] I refuse to be a role model
[02:07.55] I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
[02:10.59] I made mistakes, but learn from every one
[02:13.69] And when it's said and done
[02:14.93] I bet this brother be a better one
[02:17.31] If I upset you don't stress
[02:19.26] Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet
[02:22.89] I feel His hand on my brain
[02:25.28] When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thing
[02:28.99] But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt
[02:33.25] And drink a beer with my homies
[02:34.90] Before we find world peace
[02:37.91] We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
[02:40.79] My ghetto gospel
[02:41.81] Those who wish to follow me
[02:45.03] (Yeah, ghetto gospel)
[02:47.90] I welcome with my hands
[02:51.14] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[02:57.45] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[03:03.84]
[03:08.70] Lord, can you hear me speak?
[03:10.93]
[03:21.72] To pay the price for bein' hell bound
[03:25.72]
[00:06.58] Those who wish to follow me
[00:09.67] (My ghetto gospel)
[00:12.95] I welcome with my hands
[00:16.54] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[00:23.25] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[00:28.20] If I could recollect before my hood days
[00:31.98] I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days
[00:35.34] I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em
[00:39.79] They tested with stress that they under
[00:41.23] And nowadays things change
[00:44.08] Everyone's ashamed of the youth
[00:46.52] 'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed
[00:49.86] We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
[00:52.76] 'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men
[00:57.57] Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothing
[00:59.42] Told 'em they could get teary the world looks dreary
[01:02.75] When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
[01:05.94] There's no need for you to fear me
[01:07.73] If you take your time to hear me
[01:09.65] Maybe you can learn to cheer me
[01:11.50] It ain't about black or white, 'cause we're human
[01:14.21] I hope we see the light before it's ruined
[01:16.62] My ghetto gospel
[01:18.32] Those who wish to follow me
[01:21.33] (Ghetto gospel)
[01:25.40] I welcome with my hands
[01:28.18] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[01:34.28] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[01:40.36] Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
[01:43.20] Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she has
[01:46.84] And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
[01:51.14] Guess who's givin' birth to a baby?
[01:53.76] I don't trip and let it fade me
[01:55.89] From outta the fryin' pan, we jump into another form of slavery
[01:59.69] Even now I get discouraged
[02:02.50] Wonder, if they take it all back
[02:03.90] Will I still keep the, courage?
[02:05.56] I refuse to be a role model
[02:07.55] I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles
[02:10.59] I made mistakes, but learn from every one
[02:13.69] And when it's said and done
[02:14.93] I bet this brother be a better one
[02:17.31] If I upset you don't stress
[02:19.26] Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet
[02:22.89] I feel His hand on my brain
[02:25.28] When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thing
[02:28.99] But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt
[02:33.25] And drink a beer with my homies
[02:34.90] Before we find world peace
[02:37.91] We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets
[02:40.79] My ghetto gospel
[02:41.81] Those who wish to follow me
[02:45.03] (Yeah, ghetto gospel)
[02:47.90] I welcome with my hands
[02:51.14] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[02:57.45] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
[03:03.84]
[03:08.70] Lord, can you hear me speak?
[03:10.93]
[03:21.72] To pay the price for bein' hell bound
[03:25.72]