Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven

It's gonna be some shit you might not
But, you may have to rewind this shit a few
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 that when my number's called I'm punchin' the clock
No for screamin' at me momma, I'm out

And plus I really happy here to start with, let that be told
My old homeboy was robbin' me, and that's 3
I said '3', It's all intentional, 2 don't count
When your own bloods bitter and your homeboys

Who the fuck is you trust when your road dog is schemin'?
And other corner, you're passin' a different demon
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 reason, I'm a try and give her the world
Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin'

My angel, my
the day that I found Heaven in the form of a girl
My best friend, my time
Bless the day that I found Heaven in the 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 niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin' along

Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for these folks
But you can he ain't a Christian, by the way that he spoke
I pray for everbody, hopin' that they that voice
The one paralyzes you from head down, boy

you're aware of your surroundings, yet you still can't move
Water shootin' outta your eyes you hear this
And the voice is much louder, than the that you
Thought was the voice of the Holy
Who changed your life, when you it?

And the next morn', you wake up and the look lighter
The greener, and the sun brighter
I know the feelin' first hand, I witnessed the
I allowed the Lord to come in my life

And it was
(Heaven, Heaven)
But I'm a man, I perfect

That's a poor excuse, that ain't
I asked him for forgiveness, for every sin I
Hopefully he let me stay on his list
I'm tryin' to get to

America the Beautiful, be so cold
How do you our seeds gonna grow?
When you us in the ghetto
And show love, to the muthafuckers

While we right here at home
I'd cry, if I thought, that me a tear might help
Then again, me sheddin' tears don't
Wanna up to the President, and see if he know help

Let him know you up shit yourself, we all sinners
Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no
In a position, where we all gon'
Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need schools

Or what the is we gonna do?
Sit around and let the pass us by?
Waitin' on a message from the
And he ain't but man, tryin' to get to
(Heaven)