Get-O Vis-Shuns Lyrics

My my my

How time has flown by

God have lifted me so high

But I still have visions of old black men

Telling stories one by one

Around the barrels of fire in the cold

While children play in the streets without winter clothes

Down narrow street where park cars don't run anymore

Old torn down and rundown houses

Many with screen porch holes

God have lifted me so high

Far away from those times

But I still have ghetto visions flowing thru my mind

Ghetto visions running thru my mind

Ghetto Visions

Ghetto Visions

They still flow thru my mind

Ghetto visions

Though God have lifted me so high from those times

I still have memories of old black men

Telling stories in the cold around barrels of fire

Children playing in the streets without any winter clothes

Ghetto Visions

Playing hopscotch and jumping rope

Ghetto Visions

Ghetto Visions

Flowing thru my mind

Ghetto visions

Lord I still have those ghetto visions

Lord flowing thru my mind

Ghetto Visions

Forever in my mind

Ghetto Visions

Ghetto Visions

Ghetto Visions