2 Pac - I Wonder If Heaven's Got A Ghetto Lyrics
I was raised a little young nigga doin bad shitTalk much shit, cause I never had shitI can remember bein whooped in classAnd if I didnt pass momma would whoop my assWas it my fault poppa didnt plan it out?Broke out left me to be the man of the house.I couldnt take it, had to make a profitFound a block, got a glock, and I *****ed itMakin gs was my missionMovin enough of this shit to get my momma out the kitchenAnd why must I sock a fellaJust to live large like rockafellaFirst you didnt give a *****, but you learnin nowIf you dont respect our town, then will burn you downGod dam, its a muther*****in riotBlack people on a rage, police so dont try itIf your not from the town, then dont pass throughCause some old g, fools might blast youIt aint right but its long overdueWe cant have peace, till the niggas get a piece tooI wants so you labeled me a criminalAnd if I die, I wonda if heavens got a ghetto.I wonder if heavens got a ghettoI wonder if heavens got a ghettoI wonder if heavens got a ghettoI wonder if heavens got a ghettoHere on earthTell me whats a black life worthA bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurtsAnd even when you take the shitMove cowards get a lawyer, you can shake the shitAsk rodney, natasha, and many moreIts been goin on for years, theres plenty moreWhen they ask me when will I violence cease?When your troops stop shootin niggas down in the streetsNiggas had enough, time to make a differenceBear witness own a whole businessBut regard cause its hard tryin to make ends meetBut we couldnt afford the shit, now everythings freeSo we loot, please dont shot when ya seeIm takin from them, cause for years they would take from meNow the tables are turned aroundYou didnt listen until a nigga turned you downNow bush cant stop the hitI predict the shit, in 2pacalypseAnd for once I was down with niggasFelt good in the hood, being around the niggasAnd the first time everybody let goThe streets is death rowI wonda if heavens got a ghetto.(chorus)I see no changes, all I see is racist facesMisplaced hate makes disgraced racesWe under, I wonder what it takes to make thisOne better place, let erase the wastedTake the evil out the people theyll be actin rightCause both black and white is smokin crack tonightAnd the only time we deal is when we kill each otherIt takes skill to be real, time to heal each otherAlthough it seems evidentWe aint ready to have a black president huhAnd aint a secret dont conceal the factThe penitentiarys packed, and its filled with blacksI wake up in the mornin, and ask myselfIs life worth livin ,should I blast myselfIm tired of being poor and even worse, Im blackMy stomach hurts, so Im lookin for a purse to snatchCops give a damn about a negroPull a trigga, kill a nigga , hes a heroMo nigga, mo nigga, mo niggasRather be a dead then a po niggaLet the lord judge the criminals, and if I dieI wonda if heavens got a ghetto.(chorus until it fades out)
