Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven

It's gonna be shit you might not understand
But, you may have to this shit a few times
Heaven,
it out

I know tomorrow a promise
That's why I one day at a time
So when my turn, they'll be no crying
I'm aware that when my number's I'm punchin' the clock
No for screamin' at me momma, I'm out

And plus I wasn't really happy 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 gonna trust your road dog is schemin'?
And every other corner, you're passin' a different
And now the clouds is open, I'm this
Your families, your backbone, your friends shit

Now I believe it Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days"
When our homeboys left, she the only ones
For very reason, I'm a try and give her the world
Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin'

My angel, my
Bless the day that I Heaven in the form of a girl
My best friend, my good
Bless the day that I Heaven in the form of a girl

Listen to different scriptions, teach on God
And if you never met him, don't speak on God
I'm serious religion, just 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 ain't a Christian, by the way that he
I pray for everbody, that they hear that voice
The one that you from head down, boy

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

And the next morn', you wake up and the world lighter
The grass greener, and the sun
I know the feelin' 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 on his list
I'm to get to Heaven

America the Beautiful, be so cold
How do you expectin' our gonna grow?
When you trap us in the
And love, to the other muthafuckers

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

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

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