Ghetto Gospel Chords by 2Pac

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Thank you, my dear.
May [F] 28th, 2010.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Thank you, Mr.
Degas, Mr.
Walsh.
May 28th, 2010.
May 25th, 2010. _
Thank you, Mr.
Degas.
May 28th, 2010.
Thank you, Mr.
Degas.
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_ _ [Db] _ [Ab] Hit em with a little ghetto gospel.
[Eb] Those who wish [Fm] to follow [Ab] me.
[Db] My ghetto gospel.
[Eb] I welcome with [Fm] my [Eb] hands.
[Db] And the red [Ab] sun sinks [Db] last into the hills [Ab] of gold.
[Bbm] I feast at this [Ab] young warrior [Db] without the sound [Eb] of guns.
[F] If I could recollect my former days, I sit [Db] and [Eb] reminisce, thinking of [F] bliss and a good day.
I stop and stare at the younger.
My [Db] heart goes to [Bbm] them.
They're dressed in the stress [Fm] that they're under.
[Eb] And nowadays [Gm] things change.
[Ab] Everyone's the same to the [Eb] youth, cause the flukes look [Fm] strange.
[Eb] And for me, [F] it's perverse.
We [Fm] love the more water's thirst, [C] and it hurts.
[Fm] [F] Cause any day they'll push a button.
And [Fm] all good men [Eb] like Michael [F] Jackson, Bobby Hutton's out for [Fm] nothing.
[Eb] Don't let [F] it get teary.
The [Db] world looks [Bbm] dreary.
When you have your [Fm] eyes, see it clearly.
[Eb] There's no need for you to fear me.
[Ab] Just take your time to hear me.
[Eb] Maybe you [Cm] can learn to [Fm] see me.
[Eb] It ain't about black or [F] white, cause we're [Db] human.
I hope we see the light [C] before it's ruined.
[Ab] My ghetto gospel.
The [Eb] world's awaiting here to [Fm] follow me.
[Ab] _ [Db] Ghetto gospel.
[Eb] I welcome with [Fm] my [Eb] hands.
[Fm] And the red [Ab] sun sinks [Db] last into the hills [Ab] of gold.
[Bbm] I feast at this [Ab] young warrior [Db] without the sound [Eb] of guns.
Tell [Fm] me, do you see [F] that old lady?
Ain't it sad?
[Db] Rippin' out her [Eb] bags, plus his [F] rap for the little things.
[Eb] Passin' over [F] there, there's a lady.
[Fm] God, a [Bb] crazy.
This is giving birth [Fm] to a baby.
[Gm] I don't strip and let it fade me from model [Ab] to friar.
Man, we [Eb] jumpin' to another form of [Fm] slavery.
[Eb] Even now [F] I get discouraged.
Wonder [Db] if they take it all back.
[C] Well, I still keep the [Fm] courage.
[Eb] I refuse [F] to be a role model.
[Db] I say, go [Eb] take a stroll.
[F] Drink out my own bottles.
[Fm] I [Eb] make mistakes [F] to learn from everyone.
[Db] And when it's said [Bbm] and done, I bet this brother [Eb] be a better [Fm] one.
[Eb] If I upset you, don't stress.
Never [Ab] forget that [Eb] God isn't [Cm] finished with me [Fm] yet.
[Eb] I feel his hand on my [F] brain.
When I [Db] write rhymes, I go blind [C] and let the Lord do his [Fm] thing.
[Eb] But am [F] I less holy?
Cause [Db] I drink the purple [Eb] [F] and drink a beer with my [Fm] homies.
[Eb] Before we find world [F] peace, [Db] we gotta find peace.
[C] And end the war in the street, [Ab] my gentle gospel.
[Eb] Oh, do we [Fm] follow [Ab] me?
Here, [Db] gentle gospel.
[Eb] I welcome with [Fm] my [Eb] hands.
_ [Db] And the ramblin' [Eb] sings [Db] blast into the hills [Ab] of gold.
[Bbm] And peace to this [Ab] young warrior [Db] without the sound [Ab] of guns.
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_ _ [Db] _ [Eb] [F] Lord, can you hear me [Fm] speak? _
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[F] _ _ [Db] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [Fm] I [F] paid a price for being hell bound.
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