2Pac – Ghetto Gospel (OG 1) (Unreleased)
Date: 1991/1992
Producer: Big D The Impossible (Deon Evans)
Lyrics:
[2Pac]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I sit and reminisce, thinkin of bliss on the good days
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to ’em
They tested with stress that they under
We never really went through that, cause we was born B.C.
You and me before crack
And nowadays things change
Everyone’s ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange
And for me it’s reversed
We left ’em a world that’s cursed, and it – hurts
Cause any day they’ll push the button
And all come in like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nuttin
Don’t it make you get teary, the world looks dreary
When you wipe yo’ eyes see it clearly
There’s no need for you to FEAR me
If you take your time and HEAR me, maybe you can learn to CHEER me
It ain’t about black or white cause we human
I hope we see the light before it’s ruined, my Ghetto Gospel
[Chorus]
Ghetto Gospel (and I don’t think I can take it anymore)
Ghetto Gospel
Ghetto Gospel
[2Pac]
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain’t it sad
Livin out of bags, plus is glad for the little things she, has
And over there there’s a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess who’s givin birth to a baby?
I don’t trip and let it fade me
From out of the fryin pan, we jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the – courage?
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles (yea)
I make mistakes, but learn from every one
And when it’s said and done, I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you don’t stress, and never forget
That God isn’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 any less holy?
Cause I chose to puff a blunt, and drink a beer with my homies (homies)
And if there is no peace, we tried that way
And there was war in the streets, my Ghetto Gospel
[Chorus]
(and I don’t think I can take it anymore)
I drop some Ghetto Gospel
(and I don’t think I can take it anymore)
[2Pac]
I remember grandmas hands use to hold me
Mold me, i never forget the things she told me
Brothas’ll front and play the big shot
But you know grannys are the only other thing lil ghetto kids got
Moms work, and pops buried
Drop me off at grannys, bless her heart cause shes worried
And ghetto grannys are like books
we got some many crooks, so many grannys gettin shook
And gettin trapped in a nursing home
Where times is hard, and even worse alone
And how could you be so cold
You’ll get your turn, as soon as you turn old
All I ask of every person
Is try to figure out whats on the mind of a brotha when hes cursin
9 out of 10 you’ll find a problem
Time to take listen and see what you can do to solve them
Cause every body needs a little help
On the way to relying on ones self
So think about it, the 2pac way
Hit you with a little Ghetto Gospel
My Ghetto Gospel
[Chorus]
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Hit you wit a lil
I drop some Ghetto Gospel
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
[2Pac]
I wake up stone cold gangsta mayne
See ya gave me ghetto gospel, I thank you mayne
Use to roll in the back and do drugs a lot
Now I’m bangin thees tracks, slangin ryhmes I got
In this world of greed tryin to succeed on my beliefs
Now I lay me down to sleep, lord can you hear me speak
Can you forgive me for my sins
If I had it all to do again, I’d still play to win
I hope the lord can understand me
A mans gotta do what he can for his family
And pay the price of being hellbound
But I ratha see hell later than see hell now
And the devil aint got nothin on the president
Cut back and keep us strapped in our residence
And be like animals in cages
We can rant and rave about slavery for ages
Or we can stop and make it possible
And hit’em with a lil Ghetto Gospel (here ya go)
My Ghetto Gospel
[Chorus]
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Yea, yea, yea, my Ghetto Gospel
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Straight from the mouth of a preacher
Ghetto
For all my peoples
Ghet-to
This track
Ghet-to
Ghet-to
Ghet-to
It’s on me and you
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto Gospel
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
Ghetto
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Ghetto Gospel
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Ghetto Gospel
(and I don’t think that I can take it anymore)
Ghetto Gospel
