| It's gonna be some shit you might not understand | |
| But, you may have to rewind this shit a few times | |
| Heaven, Heaven | |
| Check it out | |
| I know tomorrow ain't a promise | |
| That's why | |
| I live one day at a time | |
| So when it's my turn, they'll be no crying | |
| I'm aware that when my number's called | |
| I'm punchin' the clock | |
| No need for screamin' at me momma, | |
| I'm outAnd plus | |
| I wasn't really happy here to start with, let that be told | |
| My old homeboy was robbin' me, and that's 3 cold | |
| I said '3', | |
| It's all intentional, 'cause 2 don't count | |
| When your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce | |
| Who the **** is you gonna trust when your road dog is schemin'? | |
| And every other corner, you're passin' a different demon | |
| And now the clouds is open, | |
| I'm rememberin' this | |
| Your families, your backbone, your friends ain't shit | |
| Now I believe it when | |
| Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" | |
| When our homeboys left, she the only ones stayed | |
| For that very reason, | |
| I'm a try and give her the world | |
| Found Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin' | |
| My angel, my sunshine | |
| Bless the day that | |
| I found Heaven in the form of a girl | |
| My best friend, my good time | |
| Bless the day that | |
| I found Heaven in the form of a girl | |
| Listen to different scriptions, they teach on | |
| GodAnd if you ain't never met him, don't speak on | |
| GodI'm serious about religion, just ain't no song | |
| I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin' along | |
| Probably sayin' | |
| I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks | |
| But you can tell he ain't a | |
| Christian, by the way that he spoke | |
| I pray for everbody, hopin' that they hear that voice | |
| The one that paralyzes you from head down, boy | |
| When you're aware of your surroundings, yet you still can't move | |
| Water shootin' outta your eyes you hear this dude | |
| And the voice is much louder, than the voice that you | |
| Thought was the voice of the | |
| Holy Spirit | |
| Who changed your life, when you hear it? | |
| And the next morn', you wake up and the world look lighter | |
| The grass greener, and the sun brighter | |
| I know the feelin' first hand, | |
| I witnessed the sights | |
| When I allowed the | |
| Lord to come in my life | |
| And it was like(Heaven, Heaven) | |
| But I'm a man, | |
| I ain't perfect | |
| That's a poor excuse, that ain't workin' | |
| I asked him for forgiveness, for every sin | |
| I commitHopefully he gonna let me stay on his list | |
| I'm tryin' to get to | |
| HeavenAmerica the | |
| Beautiful, don't be so cold | |
| How do you expectin' our seeds gonna grow? | |
| When you trap us in the ghetto | |
| And show love, to the other mutha****ers | |
| While we right here starvin' at home | |
| I'd cry, if | |
| I thought, that me sheddin' a tear might help | |
| Then again, me sheddin' tears don't help | |
| Wanna call up to the | |
| President, and see if he know help | |
| Let him know you up shit creek yourself, we all sinners | |
| Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no shoes | |
| In a position, where we all gon' loose | |
| Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need more schools | |
| Or what the **** is we gonna do? | |
| Sit around and let the world pass us by? | |
| Waitin' on a message from the | |
| RevrandAnd he ain't but another man, tryin' to get to(Heaven) |