Luyện nghe bài hát Where Was Heaven

* - a version is on The Swarm Vol. 1

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

An ordinary cat from outer projects, since I was younger
Mom her children, pops dipped a long time ago
In my mind I see flashbacks, I had no clothes
Skinny, ugly, knotty head crying with a snotty nose
Even though my father neglect, he pay the child
Hadn't seen him all these years, I hug his ass in
Always I'm comin to get you and I be waitin too
Holiday and presents was never comin through
at the age 13 I started smokin weed
Hanging out with that was older, start to run the street
Dropped out of high selling drugs, impressin chicks
Spent my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips
New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, Virginia quick
Cause work only if buying, prices was high as shit
Remember when I first got hit, I the iron spit
50 bent in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
My man Shawn, he on strong
burn through his lower back side, crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died I cried my out
I take it (damn damn), but the same things continued to happen
Niggaz got bust, I'm a kid with a grown mind turning corrupt
Playing innocent in front of my
I was running with them that be robbing too, I couldn't tell 'em
If my name was up in any trouble, my moms would tell me
Just like you into some 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 to offer somethin
Making the crib stay tight, for real I wasn't no dummy
Tell me where you getting this money, I a car be lying
Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my seen me on the block
Transact' fiends, be saying I'ma tell it
up was hell no doubt, I wonder where was heaven

(women in the background)

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

Now I'm a grown man, still It's life dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be frontin' or found dead
Sound said just turned a new Dad
Remembering them ten months from slingin crack bags
Mom put me out with the quickness, carry black ass
I'm still coming back to the crib, oh so you back?
Ma' I came to holler to see how you doing
Nothing's changed after all these
Still hustle for some gear, weed, still drink beers
I tell you my heart, yo, 'times I'm like yeah

(women singing again)

I wonder if heaven was a place in planet
find me right there.

was heaven.