Luyện nghe bài hát Where Was Heaven

* - a different version is on The Vol. 1

This out to all my cats in the projects
Just it, still livin it
Thru the times and the bad times,
the crimes, where was
Must be here, though, for real
I seen the place
Maybe place you got when you die

An cat from outer projects, since I was younger though
Mom raised her children, pops dipped a time ago
In my I see flashbacks, I had no fancy clothes
Skinny, ugly, knotty nigga crying with a snotty nose
Even though my father neglect, he pay the support
seen him all these years, I hug his ass in court
Always saying I'm comin to get you and I be too
Holiday and birthday presents was comin through
Remember at the age 13 I smokin weed
Hanging out with cats was older, start to run the street
Dropped out of high selling drugs, impressin chicks
Spent most my on gear, my man was buyin whips
New York, Jamaican, niggaz, flooded Virginia quick
Cause work only if buying, prices was high as shit
Remember I first got hit, I seen the iron spit
50 cash bent in one corner bleeding pellet hit
My man Shawn, he held on
Slug burn through his back side, crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died I cried my 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 turning corrupt
innocent in front of my elders
I was with them cats that be robbing too, I couldn't tell 'em
If my was up in any type trouble, my moms would tell me
Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or
Just a little bum on the street, not hard for nothing
Scratch I made when I was pumpin, I'm 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
Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister me on the block
Transact' fiends, be saying I'ma tell it
Growing up was 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 know? Crime affiliated, Syndicate
you wanna call it
You what I'm sayin? 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 like dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be frontin' or either found
said incarcerated just turned a new Dad
Remembering them long ten months from slingin crack
Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your 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 after all these years
Still hustle for some gear, smoke weed, drink beers
I tell you from my heart, yo, I'm like yeah

(women start again)

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

was heaven.