My ghettoghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me 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 Uh, hit em with a little ghettoghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

Acércate un poquito nada más Acércate un poquito nada más, my baby Solo un poquito nada más Solo un poquito nada más, entrégate Solo dime cuando y donde Si quieres empezamos aquí Cuando bajaste del cielo, fuiste la luz en mi infierno Y así no más,

A hundred grand'll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil Get the gloves and the shovel, he's tryna dance with the devil A ghettoghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil Hoo,

Tú serás para siempre Lo más que quiero yo Yo seré para ti En tu soledad Yo sé que no dejas de pensar al igual que yo Cuando hacíamos el amor Un triste recuerdo Y ya todo has borrado Un triste recuerdo

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud Using the name of the Lord in vein While the people in the ghettoghetto, feel 'nough pain And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me,

In the ghettoghetto On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The child needs a

It's a celebration They know who we are by now They know who we are For the ghettoghetto, oh It's time, times like these (Ooh ooh) Champion, the champion (champion, champion) This a celebration, this is levitation Look at how you winning now? This took

Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghettoghetto nigga's lullabye The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me I'm takin' back what's mine Laughing you motherfuckers can't

Nobody's gonna hurt you Nobody's gonna do this for you What you say? What you say? Can I keep us locked in my room I was running through the meadows Through the meadows with my ghettoghetto boy I've been waiting in the corners for you Come on, baby, lift your

Because they trod the rocky road Got to get a place fi ghettoghetto youths fi rest dem feet Down through the roots of the one called King David Now praise up the Almighty, no deal with devilism Now I say love and harmony, is what we need upon the street