[00:00.000] 作词 : Luis Resto/TUPAC SHAKUR/Eminem/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Deon Evans
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Luis Resto/TUPAC SHAKUR/Eminem/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Deon Evans
[00:05.100]Uhh, Hit them with a lil' ghetto g****l
[00:07.860]Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto g****l)
[00:13.890]I welcome with my hands
[00:18.690]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
[00:24.780]And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
[00:30.320]If I could recelect before my hood dayz
[00:32.950]I'd sit and reminisce, b***h and bliss on that good dayz
[00:36.030]i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
[00:40.490]They tested, it was stressed that fate under
[00:42.860]In our days, things changed
[00:45.350]Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
[00:49.020]And for me it's the worst, we left of a world that's cursed, and it hurts
[00:53.910]cause any day they'll push the button
[00:57.630]
[01:01.310]Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
[01:06.250]but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
[01:07.470]there's no need for you to fear me
[01:09.250]if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
[01:12.980]it aint about black or white, cuz we're human
[01:15.530]I hope you see the light before its ruined
[01:18.240]my ghetto g****l
[01:41.870]Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad
[01:44.660]Living out a bag, plus she's glad for the little things she has
[01:48.160]And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
[01:51.320]Guess she's given birth to a baby
[01:54.350]I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
[01:57.970]We're jumping to another form of slavery
[02:00.420]Even now I keep discouraged
[02:04.960]Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
[02:07.750]I refuse to be a role model
[02:09.420]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
[02:11.910]I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
[02:15.610]And when its said and done
[02:16.930]I bet this Brotha be a better one
[02:19.150]If I'm upset, you don't stress
[02:21.140]Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
[02:25.270]I feel his hand on my brain
[02:27.020]When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
[02:31.060]But am I less holy
[02:33.420]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
[02:37.400]Before we find world peace
[02:39.670]We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
[02:42.330]My ghetto g****l
[03:10.900]Lord can you hear me speak!!
[03:24.940]To pay the price of being hell bound...

作词 : Luis Resto/TUPAC SHAKUR/Eminem/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Deon Evans
作曲 : Luis Resto/TUPAC SHAKUR/Eminem/Elton John/Bernie Taupin/Deon Evans
Uhh, Hit them with a lil' ghetto g****l
Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto g****l)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns
If I could recelect before my hood dayz
I'd sit and reminisce, b***h and bliss on that good dayz
i stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
They tested, it was stressed that fate under
In our days, things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
And for me it's the worst, we left of a world that's cursed, and it hurts
cause any day they'll push the button
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, cuz we're human
I hope you see the light before its ruined
my ghetto g****l
Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad
Living out a bag, plus 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're jumping to 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
Cuz 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 g****l
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound...