TuPac:
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

Tupac:
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

TuPac:
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

TuPac:
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound