Luyện nghe bài hát Where Was Heaven

* - a version is on The Swarm Vol. 1

This goes out to all my cats in the
livin it, still livin it
Thru the times and the bad times,
the crimes, where was
Must be somewhere here, though, for
I never seen the
Maybe some place you got 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, head nigga 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 saying I'm to get you and I be waitin too
and birthday presents was never comin through
Remember at the age 13 I started weed
Hanging out with cats was older, start to run the street
Dropped out of school selling drugs, impressin chicks
Spent my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips
New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, flooded quick
Cause signin work only if buying, prices was high as
Remember I first got hit, I seen the iron spit
50 cash in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
My man Shawn, he on strong
Slug burn through his lower side, crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him on the hospital table and when he died I cried my eyes out
I couldn't take it (damn damn), but the 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 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 into some shit go get a job or something
a little bum on the street, not working hard for nothing
Scratch I when I was pumpin, I'm here to offer somethin
Making sure the stay tight, for real I wasn't no dummy
Tell me you getting this money, I wash a car be lying
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 back though, but
But still on the block, but still fucked up
You Crime affiliated, Crime Syndicate
Whatever you call it
You know I'm sayin? Affiliated with the bad shit
All the time just I'm a victim of the projects

Now I'm a grown man, still like life dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be frontin' or either dead
said incarcerated just turned a new Dad
Remembering them long ten 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 just came to holler to see how you
Nothing's changed after all years
Still hustle for some gear, smoke weed, drink beers
I tell you from my heart, yo, 'times I'm like

(women start again)

I wonder if heaven was a place in planet
You'd me right there.

was heaven.