Luyện nghe bài hát Black Heaven

Black heaven is a where people like me go
Up there in heaven, black heaven

Dr. King still preaching about togetherness
But looking down saying it's irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven
A song bird prolly right now listening to her own words
Rosa so much heart, she an OG
Know she smiling looking at the blacks in the seat
Bernie Mack joking now, him and Richard Pryor
Trayvon prolly looking saying them ni**a's wild
I who giving knowledge up there, 2Pac
He looking down like what to this hip hop?
Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Him and Eazy bout how it was way back
Dogg prolly reminicing about the A-Trak
Pimp prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped
Michael Jackson? He maxing and relaxing
Him and Marvin Gaye a classic

In heaven
I know you down up there in black heaven
I know you're really proud of me up there in heaven
I know you smiling on me in black heaven
Thinking of you til the day we meet

Billie Holiday thinking the old days
Taylor making mixes with the Ojays
Rodney King prolly thinking bout his old
Thinking bout how they burned the down bout his old case
Malcolm X prolly wishing he was down
To take our hoods back from the who ain't from round here
James Brown still holling it's a man's
But thinking damn all these girls taking man's
Know Jackie Neal talkin' how people roll
Know Williams still sticking to the G code
probably still saying nobody broke his record
Mac Dre still represent as a bay
Know I and prolly talking bout me
Them ni**a's jam with Big Stone, out the three
Dj Screw looking down at the culture he started
Rest in Bob Marley

In black
I know you smiling up there in black heaven
I know really proud of me up there in black heaven
I know you smiling down on me in black
Thinking of you til the day we meet

Where do my ni**a's go to when pass?
And why do good ni**a's last?
Some get addicted to the route
The in hand, you know that cash route
I pray to God that we see better
I caught a record the record plays
I'm thinking don't let em carry me
See I know one day when bury me
I'll go straight to black heaven, black
I go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Don't let the get to me
Can't a trip to penitentiary
I make a and take the summer off
A half a now that's a summer salt
I look to God, it's been road
I got my up, like a cornrow
I've through hell, one day I'll find my way
If not then I can buy my way to black heaven