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Chorus: I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X)
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I was raised, the little young nigga doin bad shit
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Talk much shit cause I never had shit
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I could remember being whupped in class
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And if I didn't pass mama whupped my ass
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Was it my fault papa didn't plan it out
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Broke out left me to be the man of the house
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I couldn't take it, had to make a profit
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Down the block, got a glock, and I clock grip
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Makin G's was my mission
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Movin enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
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why must I sock a fella, just to live large like Rockefeller
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First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now
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If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down
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God damn it's a motherfuckin riot
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Black people only hate police so don't try it
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If you're not from the town then don't pass through
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Cause some O.G. fools might blast you
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It ain't right but it's long overdue
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We can't have peace til the niggaz get a piece too
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I want G's so you label me a criminal
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And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
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Chorus
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Verse Two: 2Pac
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Here on Earth, tell me what's a blick life worth
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A bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurts
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And even when you take the shit
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Move counties get a lawyer you can shake the shit
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Ask Rodney, LaTasha, and many more
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It's been goin on for years, there's plenty more
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When they ask me, when will the violence cease?
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When your troops stop shootin niggaz down in the street
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Niggaz had enough time to make a difference
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Bear witness, own our own business
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Word to God cause it's hard tryin to make ends meet
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First we couldn't afford shit now everything's free
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so we loot, please don't shoot when you see
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I'm takin from the, cause for years they would take it from me
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Now the tables have turned around
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You didn't listen, until the niggaz burned it down
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And now Bush can't stop the hit
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Predicted the shit, in 2Pacalypse
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And for once I was down with niggaz, felt good
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in the hood bein around the niggaz, yeah
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And for the first time everybody let go
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And the streets is death row, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
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Chorus
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Verse Three: 2Pac
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I see no changes, all I see is racist faces
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Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
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We under I wonder what it take to make this
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one better place, let's erase the wait state
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Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
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Cause both black and white are smokin crack tonight
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And only time we deal is when we kill each other
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It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
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And though it seems heaven-sent
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We ain't ready, to have a black President, huh
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It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
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The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
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I wake up in the morning and I ask myself
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Is life worth living should I blast myself
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I'm tired of being poor and even worse I'm black
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My stomach hurts so I'm lookin for a purse to snatch
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Cops give a damn about a ne-gro
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Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero
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Mo' nigga mo' nigga mo' niggaz
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I'd rather be dead than a po' nigga
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Let the Lord judge the criminals
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If I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
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Chorus (to :27 from fade)
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Just think, if niggaz decide to retaliate
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(Soldier in the house)
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I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X to fade)
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I Wonder If Heaven Got Ghetto
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