Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Gospel

Hit 'em with a little Gospel

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

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

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

'Cuz any day they'll push the button and all men
Like Malcolm X and Hutton died for nothin'
Told 'em they could get teary the world dreary
When you wipe your eyes see it

There's no for you to fear me
If you take time to hear me
Maybe you can to cheer me it ain't about black or white
'Cuz we're human I hope we see the before it's ruined
My Gospel

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

Tell me do you see that old lady, it sad?
Livin' outta bags but glad for the little things she has
And over there's a lady crack got her crazy
Yet she's birth to a baby

I trip and let it fade me from outta the frying pan
We into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged if they take it all back
Will I still keep the

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

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

But am I less 'cuz I chose to puff a blunt
And drink a with my homies
Before we find world peace we find peace
And end the war in the streets my Gospel

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

Lord can You me speak?
Pay the price for being Hell