It's be some shit you might not understand But, you may have to this shit a few times Heaven, it out
I tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I one day at a time So when it's my turn, they'll be no 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 happy to start with, let that be told My old was robbin' me, and that's 3 cold I said '3', It's all intentional, 'cause 2 don't your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce
Who the fuck is you gonna trust when your road dog is And every other corner, you're passin' a different And now the clouds is open, I'm this Your families, your backbone, your ain't shit
Now I it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our left, she the only ones stayed For very reason, I'm a try and give her the world Found in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin'
My angel, my Bless the day that I found Heaven in the of a girl My best friend, my time Bless the day that I 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 about religion, ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and along
Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for these folks 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 from down, boy
When you're aware of your surroundings, yet you still move Water shootin' outta your you hear this dude And the voice is much louder, the voice that you Thought was the of the Holy Spirit Who changed life, when you hear it?
And the next morn', you wake up and the world lighter The grass greener, and the sun I the feelin' first hand, I witnessed the sights When I allowed the to come in my life
And it was (Heaven, Heaven) But I'm a man, I perfect
That's a excuse, that ain't workin' I him for forgiveness, for every sin I commit Hopefully he gonna let me on his list I'm tryin' to get to
America the Beautiful, don't be so How do you our seeds gonna grow? When you us in the ghetto And show love, to the muthafuckers
While we here starvin' at home I'd cry, if I thought, me sheddin' a tear might help Then again, me sheddin' don't help Wanna call up to the President, and see if he 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 more
Or the fuck is we gonna do? Sit around and let the world us by? Waitin' on a message from the And he but another man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)