It's gonna be shit you might not understand But, you may have to rewind this a few times Heaven, it out
I tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I live one day at a So when it's my turn, they'll be no I'm aware that when my called I'm punchin' the clock No need for at me momma, I'm out
And plus I wasn't really happy here to 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 trust when your road dog is schemin'? And every corner, you're passin' a different demon And now the clouds is open, I'm rememberin' Your families, backbone, your friends ain't shit
Now I believe it when was sayin', "Back in the days" When our homeboys left, she the ones stayed For very reason, I'm a try and give her the world 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 never met him, speak on God I'm serious about religion, ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas up scriptions, and playin' along
Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these But you can tell he a Christian, by the way that he spoke I pray for everbody, hopin' that they hear voice The one that paralyzes you head down, boy
When aware of your surroundings, yet you still can't move shootin' outta your eyes you hear this dude And the is much louder, than the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Spirit Who changed your life, when you it?
And the next morn', you up and the world look lighter The grass greener, and the sun I know the feelin' first hand, I witnessed the When I 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 every sin I Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his I'm to get to Heaven
America the Beautiful, don't be so How do you expectin' our gonna grow? When you trap us in the And show love, to the other
While we right starvin' at home I'd cry, if I thought, that me sheddin' a tear might again, me sheddin' tears don't help Wanna call up to the President, and see if he help
Let him know you up shit yourself, we all sinners the winter, with no socks, and no shoes In a position, where we all loose Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need more
Or what the is we gonna do? Sit around and let the pass us by? on a message from the Revrand And he ain't but man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)