.Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel
Those who wish to follow me
My ghetto gospel
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 recollect before my hood days
I sit and rem.
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