As I look into my life

Searching for that paradise

Oh lord will you help me, find me

Take this crazy ghetto past of mine

And put it all behind me

Look down on the ghetto man

And change his mission

And put it in the hearts

Of many to stop confusion

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My sistas, brothas

Let's put these hands together

We need to stop chokin' on the truth

And start smokin' on a plan man

Love and respect that woman

And bring her happiness

I'm talkin' to the ghetto

For each other we should help

While our babies are dying in the street

We've got to be saying to ourselves