Ghetto Gospel Chords by 2Pac, Elton John

_ _ [C] Oh, _ [F] hit him with [Ab] a little ghetto gospel.
[Eb] Those who [Fm] wish to follow [Ab] me.
[Db] My ghetto gospel.
[Eb] I welcome [Fm] with my [Eb] hands.
[Db] And the red [Eb] sun sinks [Db] last into the [Ab] hills of gold.
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I beasted [Ab] this young warrior [Db] without the [Eb] sound of guns.
[F]
If I could recollect my former days, [Db] I'd sit and reminisce.
Think of [F] the bliss of the good days.
I'd stop and stare at the younger.
My heart goes to them.
[Bbm] And yes, there was stress that [Fm] laid under.
And [Gm] nowadays, things change.
[Ab] Everyone's the same to the [Eb] youth, because the truth looks [Fm]
strange.
And for [F] me, it's a curse.
We [Fm] left the world of [C] touch, and it hurts.
[Fm]
Because any day they'll push a button.
[Db] And all good men like my colleagues have all been [F] hunting jobs for nothing.
Gonna make it get scary, the [Db] world looks scary.
[Bbm] When you out there, I see [Fm] it clearly.
There's no [Eb] need for you to fear me.
[Ab] If you take your time to hear [Eb] me, maybe you can learn to [Fm] see me.
It ain't about black or white, because we're [Db] human.
I always see the [C] light before it's ruined.
[Ab] My ghetto gospel.
[Eb] Those who wish [Fm] to follow [Ab] me.
[Db] Ghetto gospel.
[Eb] I welcome with [Fm] my [Eb] hands.
[Db] And the red [Eb] sun sinks [Db] last into the hill [Ab] of gold.
[Bbm] I feasted [Ab] this young, warring girl [Db] without the [F] sound of guns.
[Fm] Tell me, do you see that old [F] lady?
Ain't it sad?
[Db] Living out of bag plus his life for the little things.
As in over there, there's a lady.
Black, kinda crazy.
[Bb] Guess he's giving birth to a [Fm] baby.
I don't [Gm] trip and let it fade me.
So, [Ab] mind of the frying pan, we [Eb] jump into another form of [Fm] slavery.
Even now, I get discouraged.
[Db] Wonder if they take it all [C] back.
Well, I still keep the [Fm] courage.
I [F] refuse to be a role model.
[Db] I say, go take a show, [F] drink out my own bottle.
I make mistakes, learn from everyone.
[Db] And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a [Fm] better one.
If I [Eb] upset you, don't stress.
[Ab] Never forget that [Eb] God isn't finished with me [Fm] yet.
I feel a [Eb] sand on my brain.
When [Db] I write rhymes, I go blind [C] and let the Lord do his [Fm] thing.
But I'm [F] a less holy, cause [Db] I see the purple blood.
[F] And drink a beer with my [Fm] homies.
Before we find world peace, [Db] we gotta find [C] peace.
And in the war in the street, [Ab] my gentle gospel.
[Eb] Won't you please [Fm] follow [Ab] me?
Dear [Db] gentle gospel.
[Eb] I welcome with [Fm] my hands.
_ [Db] And the red [Eb] sun sings [Db] last into the hills [Ab] of gold.
[Bbm] At peace to this [Ab] young warrior [Db] without the sound of guns.
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_ [F] _ _ [Db] _ [F] Lord, can you hear me [Fm] speak?
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_ [F] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Fm] They're paid a buck for being hell bound.
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