Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Gospel

Hit 'em with a little Ghetto

who wish to follow me
(My Gospel)
I with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last the hills of gold
And peace to this young without the sounds of guns

If I could recollect my hood days
I'd sit and reminiscence of bliss of the good days
I and stare at the younger my heart goes to em
tested it was stress that they under

And things change
Everyone's of the youth
'Cuz the truth look strange and for me reversed
We them a world that's cursed and it hurts

'Cuz any day they'll push the and all good men
Like Malcolm X and Bobby died for nothin'
Told 'em they could get teary the world looks
When you wipe your see it clearly

no need for you to fear me
If you take time to hear me
Maybe you can learn to cheer me it ain't about black or
'Cuz we're human I hope we see the light it's ruined
My Ghetto

who wish to follow me
(Ghetto Gospel)
I with my hands
And the red sun sinks at into the hills of gold
And to this young warrior without the sounds of guns

Tell me do you see old lady, ain't it sad?
Livin' outta bags but glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady crack got her
Yet she's birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me outta the frying pan
We jump another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged wonder if they take it all
Will I still the courage?

I refuse to be a role I set goals, stay in control
Drink out my own I made mistakes
But learned from every one and when it's and done
I bet this be a better one

If I upset you stress never forget
That God finished with me yet
I feel His hand on my brain I write rhymes
I go blind and let the do His thing ain't it

But am I less holy I chose to puff a blunt
And a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace we find peace
And end the war in the my Ghetto Gospel

Those who wish to me
(Yeah, Gospel)
I welcome with my
And the red sun at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the of guns

can You hear me speak?
Pay the price for being bound