Black is a place where people like me go Up there in black heaven, black
Know Dr. still preaching about togetherness But looking down saying it's irrelevant Houston, she was heaven sent A song bird prolly right now listening to her own words Rosa Parks so heart, she an OG Know she smiling at the blacks in the front seat Bernie Mack right now, him and Richard Pryor Trayvon prolly looking down saying them ni**a's I know who giving knowledge up there, He looking down like what happened to hip hop? Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back Him and Eazy talking how it was way back Nate Dogg prolly reminicing the A-Trak Pimp saying prayers that Bun and Jay strapped Michael Jackson? He prolly maxing and Him and Marvin Gaye making a
In heaven I know you smiling down up there in black I know you're really of me up there in black heaven I know you down on me in black heaven Thinking of you til the day we again
Billie Holiday thinking about the old Johnny making mixes with the Ojays Rodney prolly thinking bout his old ways Thinking bout how they burned the city bout his old case Malcolm X prolly he was down here To take our back from the people who ain't from round here James Brown still holling it's a world But thinking damn all these girls taking man's Know Neal talkin' bout how people roll Know Tooki Williams still sticking to the G Wilt probably still nobody broke his record Mac Dre still as a bay legend Know I and Bleek prolly talking me Them ni**a's prolly jam Big Stone, out the three Dj looking down at the culture that he started Rest in peace Bob
In heaven I know you down up there in black heaven I know you're really proud of me up there in black I know you down on me in black heaven Thinking of you til the day we meet
Where do my ni**a's go to when they And why do good ni**a's never Some get addicted to the route The hand in hand, you know that cash I to God that we see better days I caught a while the record plays I'm thinking Lord let em carry me See I know one day when they me I'll go straight to black heaven, heaven Yeah I go straight to black heaven, heaven Don't let the get to me Can't take a trip to I make a and take the summer off A half a brick? now that's a salt I look to God, it's along road I got my up, like a cornrow I've been through hell, one day I'll my way If not then maybe I can buy my way to heaven