Black is a place where people like me go Up in black heaven, black heaven
Know Dr. King preaching about togetherness But probably down saying it's irrelevant Whitney Houston, she was heaven A song bird prolly smiling now listening to her own words Rosa so much heart, she an OG Know she smiling looking at the in the front seat Bernie Mack joking right now, him and Pryor Trayvon prolly looking down them ni**a's wild I who giving knowledge up there, 2Pac He down like what happened to this hip hop? Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back Him and Eazy bout how it was way back Nate Dogg prolly reminicing the A-Trak saying prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped Michael Jackson? He prolly maxing and Him and Marvin Gaye making a
In heaven I know you smiling down up there in heaven I know you're really of me up there in black heaven I you smiling down on me in black heaven Thinking of you til the day we meet
Billie Holiday about the old days Johnny making mixes with the Ojays King prolly thinking bout his old ways Thinking bout how they burned the city bout his old case Malcolm X prolly wishing he was down To our hoods back from the people who ain't from round here James Brown holling it's a man's world But thinking damn all these taking man's girl Know Neal talkin' bout how people roll Know Tooki Williams still sticking to the G Wilt probably still saying nobody broke his 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 Bob Marley
In black I know you smiling up there in black heaven I know you're really proud of me up there in black I know you smiling down on me in heaven Thinking of you til the day we meet
Where do my ni**a's go to when pass? And why do good never last? Some get to the fast route The in hand, you know that cash route I pray to God that we see better I caught a record while the record I'm thinking don't let em carry me See I know one day they bury me I'll go straight to heaven, black heaven Yeah I go straight to black heaven, heaven let the paranoia get to me Can't take a to penitentiary I make a and take the summer off A a brick? now that's a summer 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 maybe I can buy my way to black heaven