[00:04.18] Uh, hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel [00:06.64] Those who wish to follow me [00:11.32] (My ghetto gospel) [00:13.52] I welcome with my hands [00:17.38] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [00:23.47] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [00:29.04] If I could recollect before my hood days [00:32.17] I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days [00:35.75] I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em [00:39.55] They tested with stress that they under [00:42.20] And nowadays things change [00:43.96] Everyone's ashamed of the youth [00:46.21] 'Cause the truth look strange, and for me it's reversed [00:50.07] We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts [00:53.63] 'Cause any day they'll push the button and all good men [00:57.58] Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin' [00:59.91] Told 'em they could get teary the world looks dreary [01:03.24] When you wipe your eyes see it clearly [01:06.02] There's no need for you to fear me [01:07.71] If you take your time to hear me [01:09.86] Maybe you can learn to cheer me [01:11.86] It ain't about black or white, 'cause we're human [01:14.75] I hope we see the light before it's ruined [01:16.81] My ghetto gospel [01:18.28] Those who wish to follow me [01:21.62] (Ghetto gospel) [01:24.49] I welcome with my hands [01:28.63] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [01:34.72] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [01:41.07] Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad? [01:44.09] Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she has [01:47.80] And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy [01:51.01] Guess who's givin' birth to a baby? [01:53.52] I don't trip and let it fade me [01:55.72] From outta the fryin' pan, we jump into another form of slavery [01:59.70] Even now I get discouraged [02:01.29] Wonder, if they take it all back [02:03.56] Will I still keep the, courage? [02:05.46] I refuse to be a role model [02:07.44] I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles [02:10.42] I made mistakes, but learn from every one [02:13.57] And when it's said and done [02:15.01] I bet this brother be a better one [02:17.22] If I upset you don't stress [02:19.14] Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet [02:23.14] I feel His hand on my brain [02:25.21] When I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thing [02:29.35] But am I less holy, 'cause I chose to puff a blunt [02:33.29] And drink a beer with my homies [02:35.23] Before we find world peace [02:37.36] We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets [02:40.75] My ghetto gospel [02:42.19] Those who wish to follow me [02:45.32] (Yeah, ghetto gospel) [02:47.96] I welcome with my hands [02:51.37] And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold [02:55.55] And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns [03:04.56] Lord, can you hear me speak? [03:12.60] To pay the price for bein' hell bound [03:37.07]