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2Pac Feat Elton John - Ghetto Gospel
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2Pac: 
Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel 

Elton John: 
Those who wish to follow me (ghetto gospel) 
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 days 
Id sit and reminisce thinking of bliss on the good days 
i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em 
They tested, it was stressed that they under 
And nowadays things change, everyone?s ashamed 
in the youth cause the truth look 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 yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton died for nothing 
Don't them let me get 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, cos we're human 
i hope we see the light before its ruined 
my ghetto gospel 

Elton John: 
Those who wish to follow me (ghetto gospel) 
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: 
Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad 
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has 
and over there there's a lady, the crack got her crazy 
and shes gonna give birth to a baby? 
i don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan 
jumped into another form of slavery 
even now i get discouraged 
i 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 bottle 
i make mistakes, i learn from everyone 
and when its said and done, I bet this Brotha be a better one 
If I'm upset, you don't stress 
never forget, that god isn'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 thing 
but am i less holy? 
cos i choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies 
before we find world peace, 
we gotta find peace in the world and the streets 
my ghetto gospel 

Elton John: 
Those who wish to follow me (yeah, ghetto gospel) 
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: 
Lord can you hear me speak!! 
To pay the price of being hell bound