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