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