Luyện nghe bài hát Where Was Heaven

* - a different version is on The Vol. 1

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

An cat from outer projects, since I was younger though
Mom raised her children, pops a long time ago
In my mind I see flashbacks, I had no clothes
Skinny, ugly, knotty head nigga crying with a snotty
though my father neglect, he pay the child support
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 birthday presents was comin through
Remember at the age 13 I started smokin
out with cats that was older, start to run the street
Dropped out of high school selling drugs, chicks
most my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips
New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, flooded quick
signin work only if buying, prices was high as shit
Remember when I first got hit, I seen the spit
50 cash bent in one corner bleeding where hit
My man Shawn, he held on
Slug through his lower back side, crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he I cried my eyes out
I couldn't take it (damn damn), but the same things to happen
Niggaz got bust, I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning
Playing innocent in front of my
I was running them cats that be robbing too, I couldn't tell 'em
If my name was up in any type trouble, my moms tell me
Just like you brothers into shit go get a job or something
Just a little bum on the street, not working for nothing
Scratch I made I was pumpin, I'm here to offer somethin
sure the crib stay tight, for real I wasn't no dummy
Tell me where you getting money, I wash a car be lying
anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block
Transact' with fiends, be saying tell it
Growing up was hell no doubt, I wonder was heaven

(women in the background)

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

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

(women start again)

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

was heaven.