[00:02.09] Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel [00:06.78] Those who wish to follow me [00:11.32] (My ghetto gospel) [00:13.02] I welcome with my hands [00:17.38] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [00:22.88] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [00:29.20] If I could recollect before my hood days [00:31.70] I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days [00:35.86] I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em [00:38.93] They tested with stress that they under [00:41.86] And nowadays things change [00:43.92] Everyone's ashamed of the youth [00:45.85] 'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed [00:49.65] We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts [00:53.78] 'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men [00:56.67] Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin' [00:59.66] Told 'em they could get teary the world looks dreary [01:03.17] When you wipe your eyes see it clearly [01:05.96] There's no need for you to fear me [01:07.52] If you take your time to hear me [01:09.41] Maybe you can learn to cheer me [01:11.65] It ain't about black or white, 'cause we're human [01:14.14] I hope we see the light before it's ruined [01:16.58] My ghetto gospel [01:18.05] Those who wish to follow me [01:23.09] (Ghetto gospel) [01:24.62] I welcome with my hands [01:29.18] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [01:35.33] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [01:40.58] Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad? [01:43.55] Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she has [01:47.53] And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy [01:51.07] Guess who's givin' birth to a baby? [01:53.57] I don't trip and let it fade me [01:55.35] From outta the fryin' pan, we jump into another form of slavery [01:59.86] Even now I get discouraged [02:01.36] Wonder, if they take it all back [02:03.15] Will I still keep the, courage? [02:05.66] I refuse to be a role model [02:07.52] I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles [02:11.19] I made mistakes, but learn from every one [02:13.43] And when it's said and done [02:14.95] I bet this brother be a better one [02:17.15] If I upset you don't stress [02:19.28] Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet [02:23.23] I feel His hand on my brain [02:25.02] When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thing [02:28.95] But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt [02:32.80] And drink a beer with my homies [02:35.68] Before we find world peace [02:37.77] We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets [02:40.32] My ghetto gospel [02:41.63] Those who wish to follow me [02:45.42] (Yeah, ghetto gospel) [02:47.81] I welcome with my hands [02:52.49] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [02:58.91] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [03:08.53] Lord, can you hear me speak? [03:22.57] To pay the price for bein' hell bound [03:51.85]