It's gone be some shit you might not understand
you
might have to rewind this shit a few times..... heavy... heavy
I know
tomorrow ain't a promise
that's why
I live one day at a time
So when its'
my turn they'll be no crying
I'm aware that
when my number called I'm punching the clock No
need for
screaming at me mama I'm outti
Plus I really
wasn't happy here to start wit let that be told My
own homeboy
was robbin me and that's three cold I
said three it
all intentional cause two don't count When
your own blood
is bitter and your homeboys bounce Who the
fuck is you
gone trust when your roaddawg is scheming
and every orther corner you passing a different demon
and now the closet open and I'm remembering this
yo family ya backbone and yo friends ain't shit
Now I'm believeing what Rhonda was saying back in the day
When the homeboys left she the only one stay
And for that very reason I'ma try and give her the world
I found heaven in the form of a girl
Everybody say
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
Listening to different scriptures, they teach on God
and if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God
I'm serious about religon, this just ain't no song
hearing niggas make up scriptures and playing along
probably saying I'm a hypocrite for judging these folks
but you can tell he ain't a christian by the way that he spoke
I pray for everybody hoping that they hear that voice
the one that paralyzies you from head down boy
where you aware of your surroundings yet you still can't move
water shooting out of your eyes when you hear this dude
and the voice is much louder than the voice you thought was the
voice of the
holy spirt
you'll change your life when you hear it
and the next morning you wake up and the world will look lighter
the grass greener and the sun brighter
I know the feeling firsthand, I've witnessed the sight
when I allowed the lord to come in my life
and it was like heaven
but I'm a man and I ain't perfect
that's a poor excuse that ain't working
I ask him forgiveness for every sin I committ
hoping he gone let me stay on his list
I'm trying to get to Heaven (repeat&fade)
America the beautiful don't be so cold
how you expecting our seeds gone grow
when you trap us in the ghetto and show love to the other
muthaphucka
while we right here starving at home
I'd cry if I thought me shedding a tear might help
then again me shedding tears don't help
wanna call up to the president just to see if he know help
let him know you up shit creek yo self
we all sinners
facing a winter
wit no socks and no shoes
in a position where we all gone lose
instead a penetentaries we gone need more schools
now what the fuck is we gone do
sit around and let the world pass us by
waiting on the message from the reverend
