Black is a place where people like me go Up there in black heaven, black
Know Dr. King preaching about togetherness But looking down saying it's irrelevant Houston, she was heaven sent A song prolly smiling right now listening to her own words Rosa Parks so heart, she an OG she smiling looking at the blacks in the front seat Bernie Mack joking now, him and Richard Pryor Trayvon prolly looking down saying them ni**a's I who giving knowledge up there, 2Pac He down like what happened to this hip hop? Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, back Him and talking bout how it was way back Dogg prolly reminicing about the A-Trak Pimp saying prayers Bun and Jay stay strapped Jackson? He prolly maxing and relaxing Him and Marvin making a classic
In black I know you smiling down up there in black I know you're really of me up there in black heaven I know you down on me in black heaven Thinking of you til the day we again
Holiday thinking about the old days Johnny Taylor making mixes with the Rodney King prolly bout his old ways Thinking bout how they burned the city down bout his old Malcolm X prolly he was down here To our hoods back from the people who ain't from round here James Brown still holling it's a man's But thinking damn all these girls taking man's Know Jackie Neal talkin' bout how roll Know Williams still sticking to the G code Wilt probably still saying broke his record Mac Dre represent as a bay legend I and Bleek prolly talking bout me Them ni**a's prolly jam with Big Stone, out the Dj Screw down at the culture that he started Rest in Bob Marley
In black I know you down up there in black heaven I know really proud of me up there in black heaven I know you down on me in black heaven of you til the day we meet again
Where do my ni**a's go to they pass? And why do good ni**a's last? Some get addicted to the fast The hand in hand, you know that cash I pray to God we see better days I caught a record while the plays I'm Lord don't let em carry me See I know one day when they me go straight to black heaven, black heaven Yeah I go to black heaven, black heaven Don't let the get to me Can't take a to penitentiary I a flip and take the summer off A a brick? now that's a summer salt I look to God, it's been along I got my braid up, a cornrow I've been through hell, one day I'll my way If not then maybe I can buy my way to heaven