Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Gospel

Hit 'em a little Ghetto Gospel

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

If I could before my hood days
I'd sit and reminiscence thinkin' of of the good days
I and stare at the younger my heart goes to em
Ain't tested it was that they under

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

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

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

Those who wish to me
(Ghetto Gospel)
I with my hands
And the red sun at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young 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 a lady crack got her crazy
Yet givin' birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me from outta the pan
We jump into form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged if they take it all back
Will I keep the courage?

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

If I upset you don't stress forget
That God isn't with me yet
I feel His hand on my brain when I write
I go blind and let the do His thing ain't it

But am I less holy 'cuz I chose to puff a
And drink a beer with my
Before we find peace we gotta find peace
And end the war in the my Ghetto Gospel

Those who to follow me
(Yeah, Gospel)
I welcome my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the of gold
And peace to this warrior without the sounds of guns

Lord can You hear me
Pay the price for being bound