It's be some shit you might not understand But, you may to rewind this shit a few times Heaven, it out
I know tomorrow a promise 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 need for at me momma, I'm out
And plus I wasn't really here to start with, let that be told My old was robbin' me, and that's 3 cold I '3', It's all intentional, 'cause 2 don't count When your own bloods bitter and your homeboys
Who the fuck is you gonna trust your road dog is schemin'? And every corner, you're passin' a different demon And now the is open, I'm rememberin' this Your families, your backbone, friends ain't shit
Now I it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our left, she the only ones stayed For that reason, I'm a try and give her the world Found Heaven in the form of a girl, sayin'
My angel, my Bless the day I found Heaven in the form of a girl My friend, my good time the day that I found Heaven in the form of a girl
Listen to different scriptions, they on God And if you ain't never met him, speak on God I'm serious religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' makin' up scriptions, and playin' along
sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks But you can tell he ain't a Christian, by the way that he I for everbody, hopin' that they hear that voice The one that paralyzes you from down, boy
When you're aware of surroundings, yet you still can't move shootin' outta your eyes you hear this dude And the voice is louder, than the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Spirit Who changed life, when you hear it?
And the next morn', you wake up and the look lighter The greener, and the sun brighter I know the first hand, I witnessed the sights When I the Lord to come in my life
And it was (Heaven, Heaven) But I'm a man, I ain't
That's a poor excuse, that ain't I asked him for forgiveness, for sin I commit Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his I'm to get to Heaven
America the Beautiful, be so cold How do you expectin' our seeds gonna 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 shit creek yourself, we all Facin' the winter, no socks, and no shoes In a position, where we all gon' Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need more
Or the fuck is we gonna do? Sit around and let the pass us by? Waitin' on a message from the And he but another man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)