Tupac Shakur Ghetto Gospel (ft. Elton John) Lyrics
            2Pac, Intro:
            Uh.. Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
        
            Chorus:
            Elton John:
            Those who wish to follow me
            2Pac: My ghetto gospel
            Elton John:
            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 sound of guns
        
            2Pac:
            If I could recollect before my hood dayz
            I'd sit and reminisce, n____ and bliss on the good dayz.
            I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
            They tested, it was stress that they under.
            And nowadays, things changed
            Everyone's ashamed of the youth cuz the truth looks strange
            And for me it's reversed, we left em a world thats cursed, and it hurts
            Cuz any day they'll push the b___on.
            And yall condemned like malcom x and uncle bob
            They died for nuthin.
            Dont let them get me teary, the world looks dreary
            But when you wipe your eyes you see it clearly.
            Theres no need for you to fear me.
            If you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me.
            It aint about black or white, cuz we're human
            I hope you see the light before its ruined
            My ghetto gospel
        
            2Pac:
            Tell me do you see that old lady, aint it sad
            Livin out a bag, plus 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 out of 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 take hoes, keep control, drink out my old bottle.
            I make mistakes, but learn from everyone.
            And when its said and done,
            Ill bet this brother be a better one.
            If I'm upset, you don't stress.
            Never forget, god hasn't finished with me yet.
            I feel his hands on my brain.
            When i write ryhmes, i go blind, and let the lord do his thang.
            But am i less holy,
            Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
            Before we find world peace
            We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
            My ghetto gospel.
        
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