Black heaven is a place where like me go Up there in black heaven, black
Know Dr. King still preaching togetherness But probably down saying it's irrelevant Whitney Houston, she was sent A bird prolly smiling right now listening to her own words Parks so much heart, she an OG Know she looking at the blacks in the front seat Bernie Mack right now, him and Richard Pryor Trayvon prolly looking down saying ni**a's wild I know who giving knowledge up there, He looking down like what happened to hip hop? Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, back Him and Eazy talking how it was way back Nate prolly reminicing about the A-Trak Pimp saying prayers that Bun and Jay stay Michael Jackson? He prolly and relaxing Him and Marvin making a classic
In black I know you smiling down up there in black I know you're really of me up there in black heaven I know you smiling on me in black heaven Thinking of you til the day we meet
Billie Holiday thinking the old days Johnny Taylor making mixes with the Rodney King thinking bout his old ways Thinking bout how they burned the city down bout his old Malcolm X wishing he was down here To take our hoods back the people who ain't from round here James Brown still holling a man's world But thinking damn all girls taking man's girl Know Jackie Neal bout how people roll Know Tooki Williams sticking to the G code Wilt probably still saying broke his record Mac Dre still as a bay legend Know I and Bleek prolly bout me Them prolly jam with Big Stone, out the three Dj Screw looking down at the that he started Rest in peace Bob
In black I know you smiling down up there in heaven I you're really proud of me up there in black heaven I know you down on me in black heaven of you til the day we meet again
Where do my ni**a's go to they pass? And why do good ni**a's last? get addicted to the fast route The hand in hand, you that cash route I to God that we see better days I caught a record while the record I'm thinking don't let em carry me See I know one day when they me I'll go straight to black heaven, heaven Yeah I go to black heaven, black heaven let the paranoia get to me Can't a trip to penitentiary I make a flip and take the off A half a brick? now that's a summer I look to God, it's been along I got my braid up, like a I've through hell, one day I'll find my way If not then maybe I can buy my way to black