Ghetto Gospel
(hook - Elton John)Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)I welcome with my handsAnd the red sun sinks at last, into the hills of goldAnd peace to this young warrior, without the sound of guns
If I could recollect before my hood daysI'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss on the good daysI stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'emThey tested with stress that they underAnd nowadays things changeEveryone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth looks strangeAnd for me it's reversedWe left 'em a world that's cursed, and it hurts'Cause any day they'll push the buttonAnd you all condemned like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nuttin'Don't it make you get teary? the world looks drearyWhen you wipe yo eyes, see it clearlyThere's no need for you to fear meIf you take your time and hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer meIt ain't about black or white 'cause we humanI hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel
(hook)
Tell me, do you see that old lady? ain't it sad?Livin' outta bags, plus is glad for the little things she hasAnd over there, there's a lady, crack got her crazyGuess who's givin birth to a baby?I don't trip and let it fade meFrom out of the fryin' pan, we jump into another form of slaveryEven now I get discouragedWonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage?I refuse to be a role modelI set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesI make mistakes, but learn from every oneAnd when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better oneIf I upset you, don't stress, never forgetThat God isn't finished with me yetI feel His hand on my brainWhen I write rhymes, I go blind and let the Lord do His thingBut am I less holy'Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies?Before we find world peaceWe gotta find peace an' end the war in the streets, my ghetto gospel
(hook)
Lord, can You hear me speak?To pay the price of being hellbound