It's gonna be some shit you might not But, you may have to rewind this shit a few Heaven, it out
I know tomorrow ain't a That's why I one day at a time So when it's my turn, they'll be no I'm aware that when my called I'm punchin' the clock No for screamin' at me momma, I'm out
And I wasn't really happy here to start with, let that be told My old homeboy was me, and that's 3 cold I '3', It's all intentional, 'cause 2 don't count your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce
Who the fuck is you trust when your road dog is schemin'? And every corner, you're passin' a different demon And now the clouds is open, I'm this Your families, your backbone, your friends ain't
Now I it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our homeboys left, she the only stayed For very reason, I'm a try and give her the world Found Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's
My angel, my Bless the day I found Heaven in the form of a girl My best friend, my time Bless the day that I found Heaven in the of a girl
Listen to scriptions, they teach on God And if you ain't met him, don't speak on God I'm about religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' makin' up scriptions, and playin' along
sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks But you can tell he a Christian, by the way that he spoke I pray for everbody, that they hear that voice The one that paralyzes you from down, boy
When you're aware of surroundings, yet you still can't move Water shootin' outta your eyes you hear this And the voice is much louder, the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Spirit Who changed your life, when you it?
And the next morn', you wake up and the look lighter The greener, and the sun brighter I know the feelin' first hand, I the sights When I allowed the to come in my life
And it was (Heaven, Heaven) But I'm a man, I ain't
That's a poor excuse, ain't workin' I asked him for forgiveness, for every sin I Hopefully he gonna let me on his list I'm tryin' to get to
the Beautiful, don't be so cold How do you expectin' our seeds grow? you trap us in the ghetto And show love, to the other
While we right starvin' at home I'd cry, if I thought, that me sheddin' a might help Then again, me sheddin' tears don't Wanna call up to the President, and see if he know
Let him you up shit creek yourself, we all sinners Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no In a position, where we all gon' Tell the penitentiaries, we need more schools
Or what the fuck is we do? Sit and let the world pass us by? Waitin' on a message the Revrand And he ain't but man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)