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Hit em with a little ghetto gospel

Yeah ghetto gospel

Ghetto gospel

Ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto

We livin

If I could recelect before my hood dayz

I'd sit and reminisce

Thinkin of bliss of the good days

I stop and stare at the younger

My heart goes to 'em

They test it was stressed that they under

We never really went threw that

Coz we was born B C

You and me before crack

An now a days things changed

Everyone's ashamed to the youth

Cuz the truth looks 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 nottin

Don't it make you 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 the time to hear me

Maybe you can learn to cheer me

It aint about black or white

Cuz we're human

I hope we see the light before it's ruined

My ghetto gospel

Whoever said that this struggle

Would stop today

A lot of niggas dead or locked away

Teenage Women growing up with aids

Cause that's the life when your

Living in the ghetto)

Or eating in the ghetto)

Or sleeping in the ghetto ghetto)

That's the life when your

Living in the ghetto)

Or eating in the ghetto)

Or sleeping in the ghetto ghetto ghetto)

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

Yet she's givin birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me

From outta the frying pan

We jumpin to 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 take control

Drink out my own bottles

I make mistakes but learn from every one

And when it's said and done

I bet this brotha be a better one

If I upset you don't stress

Never forget

That God hasn'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 thang

But am I less holy

Cuz I took a puff of blunt

And drink a beer with my homies

Before we find world peace

We gotta find peace

And end the war on the streets

My Ghetto Gospel

Whoever said that this struggle would stop today

A lot of niggas dead or locked away

Teenage Women growing up with aids

Cause that's the life when your

Living in the ghetto)

Or eating in the ghetto)

Or sleeping in the ghetto ghetto)

That's the life when your

Living in the ghetto)

Or eating in the ghetto)

Or sleeping in the ghetto ghetto ghetto)

Gun shots every night in the ghetto)

Crooked cops on sight in the ghetto)

Every day is a fight in the ghetto)

Got kids to feed in the ghetto)

Selling coke and weed in the ghetto)

Every day somebody bleeding in the ghetto)

Cuz that's the life when your

Livin in the ghetto)

Or livin by the ghetto)

Or eatin in the ghetto ghetto)

Cuz that's the life your

Livin in the ghetto)

Or sleepin by the ghetto)

Livin in the ghetto ghetto ghetto)