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[00:00.00]歌名：Ghetto Gospel
[00:02.00]歌手：2Pac feat Elton John
[00:05.10]Uhh,  Hit them with a lil  ghetto gospel
[00:07.86]Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
[00:13.89]I welcome with my hands
[00:18.69]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[00:24.78]And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
[00:30.32]If I could recelect before my hood dayz
[00:32.95]I d sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on that good dayz
[00:36.03]i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to em
[00:40.49]They tested, it was stressed that fate under
[00:42.86]In our days, things changed
[00:45.35]Everyone s ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
[00:49.02]And for me it s the worst, we left of a world that s cursed, and it hurts
[00:53.91]cause any day they ll push the button
[00:57.63]and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin
[01:01.31]Don t them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
[01:06.25]but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
[01:07.47]there s no need for you to fear me
[01:09.25]if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
[01:12.98]it aint about black or white, cuz we re human
[01:15.53]I hope you see the light before its ruined
[01:18.24]my ghetto gospel
[01:41.87]Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad
[01:44.66]Living out a bag, plus she s glad for the little things she has
[01:48.16]And over there there s a lady, crack got her crazy
[01:51.32]Guess she s given birth to a baby
[01:54.35]I don t trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
[01:57.97]We re jumping to another form of slavery
[02:00.42]Even now I keep discouraged
[02:04.36]Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
[02:07.15]I refuse to be a role model
[02:08.82]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
[02:11.31]I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
[02:15.01]And when its said and done
[02:16.33]I bet this Brotha be a better one
[02:18.55]If I m upset, you don t stress
[02:20.54]Never forget, that God hasn t finished with me yet
[02:24.67]I feel his hand on my brain
[02:26.42]When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
[02:30.46]But am I less holy
[02:32.82]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
[02:36.80]Before we find world peace
[02:39.07]We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
[02:41.73]My ghetto gospel
[03:10.30]Lord can you hear me speak!!
[03:24.34]To pay the price of being hell bound...