Black heaven is a place people like me go Up in black heaven, black heaven
Dr. King still preaching about togetherness But probably looking saying it's irrelevant Whitney Houston, she was sent A song bird prolly smiling now listening to her own words Rosa Parks so heart, she an OG Know she smiling looking at the 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 up there, 2Pac He looking like what happened to this hip hop? Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid Him and Eazy bout how it was way back Nate Dogg prolly reminicing the A-Trak Pimp prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped Michael Jackson? He prolly maxing and Him and Marvin making a classic
In heaven I you smiling down up there in black heaven I know you're really of me up there in black heaven I know you smiling on me in black heaven of you til the day we meet again
Billie Holiday thinking the old days Johnny Taylor mixes with the Ojays Rodney prolly thinking bout his old ways Thinking bout how they burned the city down his old case Malcolm X prolly wishing he was here To our hoods back from the people who ain't from round here James Brown still holling a man's world But thinking all these girls taking man's girl Know Jackie talkin' bout how people roll Know Tooki Williams still to the G code Wilt probably still saying nobody his record Mac Dre represent as a bay legend Know I and Bleek prolly talking me Them prolly jam with Big Stone, out the three Dj Screw looking at the culture that he started Rest in Bob Marley
In heaven I know you smiling down up there in heaven I know you're really proud of me up there in heaven I know you smiling down on me in heaven Thinking of you til the day we meet
do my ni**a's go to when they pass? And why do good never last? Some get addicted to the fast The hand in hand, you know that cash I pray to God that we see better I caught a while the record plays I'm thinking Lord don't let em me See I one day when they bury me I'll go straight to heaven, black heaven Yeah I go straight to black heaven, heaven Don't let the get to me Can't a trip to penitentiary I make a flip and the summer off A half a brick? now that's a summer I to God, it's been along road I got my braid up, a cornrow been through hell, one day I'll find my way If not then maybe I can buy my way to heaven