Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Gospel

Hit 'em with a little Gospel

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I don't trip and let it fade me from the frying pan
We jump into another form of
Even now I get wonder if they take it all back
I still keep the courage?

I refuse to be a role model I set goals, in control
Drink out my own bottles I made
But learned from one and when it's said and done
I bet brother be a better one

If I upset you don't never 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 I chose to puff a blunt
And drink a with my homies
we find world peace we gotta find peace
And end the war in the my Ghetto Gospel

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

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