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