i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i was raised a little young nigga doin’ bad shit
talk much shit cause i never had shit
i could remember being whupped in class
and if i didn’t pass mama whupped my ass
was it my fault papa didn’t plan it out
broke out left me to be the man of the house
i couldn’t take it had to make a profit
found a block got a glock and i clock grips
makin’ g’s was my mission
movin’ enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen
and why must i sock a fella
just to live large like rockefeller
first you didn’t give a fuck but you’re learnin’ now
if you don’t respect the town then we’ll burn you down
goddamn it’s a motherfuckin’ riot
black people on a rage police so don’t try it
if you’re not from the town then don’t pass through
cause some og fools might blast you
it ain’t right but it’s long overdue
we can’t have peace ’til the niggas get a piece too
i want g’s so you label me a criminal
and if i die i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
here on earth tell me what’s a black life worth
a bottle of juice is no excuse the truth hurts
and even when you take the shit
move counties get a lawyer you can shake the shit
ask rodney latasha and many more
it’s been going on for years there’s plenty more
when they ask me when will the violence cease
when your troops stop shootin’ niggas down in the street
niggas had enough time to make a difference
bear witness own our own business
fuck the guard cause it’s hard tryin’ to make ends meet
first we couldn’t afford shit now everything’s free
so we loot please don’t shoot when you see
i’m takin’ from them cause for years they would take from me
now the tables have turned around
you didn’t listen until the niggas burned it down huh
and now bush can’t stop the hit
i predicted the shit in pacalypse
and for once i was down with niggas
felt good in the hood being around the niggas
yeah and for the first time everybody let go
and the streets is death row i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
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i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
yeah i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i see no changes all i see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
we under i wonder what it take to make this
one better place let’s erase the wasted
take the evil out the people they’ll be actin’ right
cause both black and white are smokin’ crack tonight
and the only time we deal is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real time to heal each other
and though it seems heavensent
we ain’t ready to have a black president
huh it ain’t a secret don’t conceal the fact
the penitentiary’s packed and it’s filled with blacks
i wake up in the mornin’ and i ask myself
is life worth livin’ should i blast myself
i’m tired of being poor and even worse i’m black
my stomach hurts so i’m lookin’ for a purse to snatch
cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he’s a hero
mo’ nigga mo’ nigga mo’ niggas
rather be a dead than a po’ nigga
let the lord judge the criminals
if i die i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
and i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
just think if niggas decide to retaliate
soulja in the house
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
yeah i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
i wonder if heaven got a ghetto
just think if niggas decide to retaliate
Artist: 2Pac
Year: 1997
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 408