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2Pac - Ghetto Gospel

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Published on Jul 5, 2011

Music video by 2Pac performing Ghetto Gospel. (C) 2005 Interscope Records

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Useh Katherine
REST ON 2PAC... still listen to your music in 2017
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James James
2Pac was a legend in his own time. Rip 2Pac
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s_ r
RIP pac 1996 sep 13 (today)
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GearsForBrain
i just realise that guy was Bodie from The Wire
Makaveli
one of the best
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Samuel Peeters
GOOOOOOOD, I'VE BEEN LOOOKING FOR THIS MUSIC VIDEO FOR 10 FUCKING YEARS! TEEEEEEN YEARS. I was 11 back then, i losy the cd, and forgot the title. Omfg, my life is complete now. Thanks 🙌🏿😭
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Leafin
Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me My 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 If I could recollect before my hood days I sit and reminisce Thinking of bliss and the good days I stop and stare at the younger My heart goes to em They tested with stress that they under And nowadays things change Everyone's ashamed of the youth 'cause the truth look, strange And for me it's reversed We left em a world that's cursed And it hurts 'Cause any day they'll push the button And all come in like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nothing 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 your time and hear me Maybe you can learn to cheer me It ain't about black or white 'cause we human I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me My 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 Tell me do you see that old lady Ain't it sad Living out of bags Plus she's glad for the little things she has And over there there's a lady Crack got her crazy Guess who's giving birth to a baby I don't trip or let it fade me From out of the fryin' pan We jump into 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 brother be a better one If I upset you don't stress never forget That God isn'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 thing But am I less holy 'Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me My 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 Lord can you hear me speak To pay the price of being hellbound
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LaChavez
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 'Cause I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies?
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balakai
Who's watching 2017?
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DopeTha Great
I hope we see the light before it's ruined, it's ruined pac
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