Luyện nghe bài hát Where Was Heaven

* - a different version is on The Vol. 1

This out to all my cats in the projects
livin it, still livin it
Thru the rough and the bad times,
the crimes, was heaven
Must be here, though, for real
I never seen the
Maybe place you got when you die

An cat from outer projects, since I was younger though
Mom her children, pops dipped a long time ago
In my mind I see flashbacks, I had no fancy
Skinny, ugly, knotty head nigga with a snotty nose
though my father neglect, he pay the child support
Hadn't seen him all years, I hug his ass in court
saying I'm comin to get you and I be waitin too
Holiday and birthday was never comin through
at the age 13 I started smokin weed
Hanging out with cats that was older, to run the street
Dropped out of high selling drugs, impressin chicks
Spent most my cheddar on gear, my man was whips
New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, flooded Virginia
Cause signin work only if buying, was high as shit
Remember when I first got hit, I seen the iron
50 cash in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
My man Shawn, he held on
Slug burn through his lower back side, his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died I cried my out
I couldn't it (damn damn), but the same things continued to happen
Niggaz got bust, I'm a kid with a man's mind turning corrupt
Playing in front of my elders
I was running with them cats that be robbing too, I couldn't 'em
If my name was up in any trouble, my moms would tell me
Just like you brothers into shit go get a job or something
a little bum on the street, not working hard for nothing
Scratch I made when I was pumpin, I'm here to offer
Making sure the crib stay tight, for real I wasn't no
Tell me where you getting this money, I wash a car be
anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block
Transact' with fiends, be I'ma tell it
up was hell no doubt, I wonder where was heaven

(women in the background)

Shit, like yesterday, you know?
It all comes though, but still
But livin on the block, but still fucked up
You know? Crime affiliated, Syndicate
Whatever you wanna it
You what I'm sayin? Affiliated with the bad shit
All the just 'cause I'm a victim of the projects

Now I'm a grown man, still It's like life dealt me the wrong
Cat's that was my man be frontin' or found dead
Sound said just turned a new Dad
Remembering them long ten from slingin crack bags
Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your ass
I'm still coming to the crib, oh so you back? yeah
Ma' I came to holler to see how you doing
changed after all these years
Still for some gear, smoke weed, still drink beers
I tell you from my heart, yo, 'times I'm like

(women singing again)

I wonder if heaven was a in this planet
You'd find me there.

was heaven.