"Ghetto Gospel" [2Pac] If I could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the good days I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em They tested, it was stress that they under And nowadays things changed Everyone's ashamed to the youth cause the truth looks 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 all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothing Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly there's no need for you to fear me if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me it ain't about black or white, cause we're human I hope we see the light before it's ruined my ghetto gospel ... Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy Guess she's given birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan We jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Wonder if they take it all back while 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 everyone 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 hasn'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 thang But am I less holy 'cause I choose 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