[Last verse.. edited version] 2Pac Shakur Father forgive us for living Why are all my homies stuck in prison Barely breathing, believing that the world is a prison
It's like a ghetto we can never leave
So many other things for us to see
To all my homies who never made it home
Picture us inside a ghetto heaven
In my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms
Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next
I beg G-d to make a way for our ghetto kids to breathe Go Back To Davey D's Home Page
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