Uhh,    Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel   Yeah! Ma Ghetto Gospel!      Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin      [verse one]   2-Pac      If I could recelect before my hood dayz    I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz    i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em    They tested, it was stressed that they under   We never really went threw that coz we was born B.C u n me b4 crack   In our days, 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 yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin    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 the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me    it aint about black or white, 'cause we're human    I hope we see the light before its ruined    my ghetto gospel          [chorus]   Akon      Whoever said that this struggle would stop today    a lot of niggas dead or locked away   Teenage Women growing up with aids   Cause thats the life when your   Living in the (ghetto)   Or eating in the (ghetto)    Or sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto)   Thats the life when your   Living in the (ghetto)   Or eating in the (ghetto)    Or sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)         [verse two]   2-Pac         Tell me do you see that old lady aint 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 keep 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 bottle    I make mistakes, I learn from everyone    And when its said and done    I bet this Brotha be a better one    If I'm 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 in that war on the streets    My ghetto gospel             [chorus]   Akon      Whoever said that this struggle would stop today    a lot of niggas dead or locked away   Teenage Women growing up with aids   Cause thats the life when your   Living in the (ghetto)   Or eating in the (ghetto)    Or sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto)   Thats the life when your   Living in the (ghetto)   Or eating in the (ghetto)    Or sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)         Akon      Gun shots every night in the (ghetto)   Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto)   Every day is a fight in the (ghetto)   (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)   Got kids to feed in the (ghetto)   Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto)   Every day somebody bleeding in the (ghetto)   (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto)      'cause thats the life when your   Livin in the (ghetto)   Or livin by the (ghetto)   Or eatin in the (ghetto, ghetto)    'cause thats the life your   Livin in the (ghetto)   Or sleepin in the (ghetto)   Livin in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)