Luyện nghe bài hát Geto Heaven Part Two

God bless...

hmmmmm..., doo doooo, doo doooo, yeah..., yeah...,
Know I my baby, My baby loves me
Layin in heaven, need a little company
Let's go into a heaven, to get some Geto Heaven
Geto...

1]
Searchin for a love, the ghetto
Young girls is thick, is narrow
I got my third, I want the
my peoples straight and rock sweet apparrel
The of my child, we not together
Baby your back, I got forever
As the weather, to us
Him the Holy Spirit walks through us
The eyes of the youth search for a guide
A thug is a lost man in
The rise and fall, of a nation, even when the buildings
I still stand tall, I walk the valley, wit a life preserver
Feelin at times, that I might just
Yo but aint what I was sent for
I want to say his life it meant more
?any ca, any ba ca? any broad
He found Geto in himself and God

Heaven...
Standin in some Geto
Heaven...
Standin in Geto Heaven
Geto...

2]
Love, your don't begin wit a man
woman, why should you depend on a man
I understand you want a man resourceful
If he pay your bills, he feel he bought you
Talkin to a friend, what love is
Her man didn't love her, he didn't love his
Hugged her from afar, what I felt
You never find a man, you find yourself
Time mistakes, you can learn from
'cause one man fucked up men you turn from
You want a certain of guy, gotta reach a certain point too
At the destination, a king will you
Goin through the storm, bodies stay warm
That relationship died, for you to be born, you worth
Than anything you cop in a store
For you to grow he had to go so you stoppin him for
Not even I could ignore bein alone it's
Find heaven in and God

I know I my baby
My baby me
I'm layin in some heaven, a little company, yeah
It's twenty four seven, to get some Geto Heaven
Time to get some Geto
Heaven, Geto Heaven
It's time to get some Heaven
Time to get Geto Heaven, ohhhhhh...

3]
This is so much bigger than me
As far as happy, yo like a trigger to me
Dealin with crab rappers, and groupie
Record execs, at times it do be
But to choose words, and be heard across
Doin something you to support daughters
Keepin your guys who collectin court
messages that the ancestors brought us
Thought of things to say to the end thing for the day
Somehow, that didn't the way for me to make it
Music is a gift that is
I hope you didn't use it hopin you grow to it
Whether servin or a surgeon, you gon go it
Can't imagine goin it, without soul music
like Donnie Hath' helped me see Lonnie's path
On my behalf, let's whole steps to Imhotep
And show depth, as we people nod
heaven in this music and God
Find heaven in music and God
heaven in this music and God

Geto
Heaven
Geto Heaven, yeah,
Heaven, my baby
Geto Heaven, my
Geto Heaven, my
Geto Heaven, my
Heaven, my baby...