It's gonna be shit you might not understand But, you may to rewind this shit a few times Heaven, it out
I know tomorrow ain't a That's why I live one day at a So when my turn, they'll be no crying I'm aware when my number's called I'm punchin' the clock No for screamin' at me momma, I'm out
And plus I wasn't really here to start with, let that be told My old homeboy was me, and that's 3 cold I said '3', all intentional, 'cause 2 don't count your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce
Who the fuck is you gonna trust your road dog is schemin'? And every other corner, you're passin' a different And now the is open, I'm rememberin' this Your families, your backbone, your ain't shit
Now I believe it Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our homeboys left, she the only ones For that very reason, I'm a try and give her the Found Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's
My angel, my Bless the day that I found Heaven in the form of a My friend, my good time Bless the day that I found Heaven in the of a girl
Listen to different scriptions, teach on God And if you ain't met him, don't speak on God I'm about religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin'
sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks But you can he ain't a Christian, by the way that he spoke I pray for everbody, hopin' that they hear voice The one paralyzes you from head down, boy
When you're aware of surroundings, yet you still can't move Water shootin' outta your eyes you hear dude And the voice is much louder, the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Holy Who your life, when you hear it?
And the next morn', you wake up and the world look The grass greener, and the sun I know the first hand, I witnessed the sights I allowed the Lord to come in my life
And it was (Heaven, Heaven) But I'm a man, I perfect
a poor excuse, that ain't workin' I asked him for forgiveness, for sin I commit Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his I'm tryin' to get to
America the Beautiful, be so cold How do you our seeds gonna grow? you trap us in the ghetto And show love, to the other
While we right here starvin' at I'd cry, if I thought, that me a tear might help Then again, me sheddin' tears help Wanna up to the President, and see if he know help
Let him know you up creek yourself, we all sinners Facin' the winter, no socks, and no shoes In a position, we all gon' loose Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need schools
Or the fuck is we gonna do? Sit around and let the world us by? on a message from the Revrand And he ain't but man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)