Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leaving Heaven, artist - Eminem. Album song Music To Be Murdered By - Side B, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aftermath, Interscope Records Release;, Shady Records
Song language: English
Leaving Heaven |
Yeah (I knew this day was coming) |
Sometimes, you gotta come back down (It's all going to hell now, man) |
Stoop to someone's level (Yeah) |
Five dozen, flies buzzin' over your head |
Call me the Grim Reaper, sleep is my cousin |
You dead to me now and I'ma be the last face you see |
'Fore you die cussin' |
My eye a tiger's and I'm a survivor so I will rise up and (What?) |
Be triumphant 'cause when I'm looking at my legacy (Leg, I see) |
Bunch of dogs gonna tryna dry hump it |
Like Triumph The Puppet, so I'm like, "Fuck it" |
Pile the carnage up 'til its so high, it's touching the sky |
Let 'em all line up and attack |
Single filing up in the stack |
Call 'em toy soldiers (Yeah) |
'Cause they just wind up on their backs |
Now the sky's nothing but black |
But I am not coming back, I done told ya |
I told the woke me to go to sleep |
But still, they keep on provoking me |
They're hoping to see me completely broken emotionally |
But how in the fuck am I not supposed to be woke |
When these fuckers just keep poking me? |
Now |
I'm leaving Heaven |
I'm leaving Heaven |
Angels won't find me |
Where are you going? |
I've been down, kicked |
Like around six thousand times since I was a kid |
As a child, picked on, clowned |
Countless times I've been outed |
Gotta remind myself of it every now and then (Yeah) |
So the route I went's self-empowerment |
In a hole, taught myself how to get out of it |
And balance it with talents, wit |
'Cause life is like a penny (Life is like a penny) |
'Cause it's only one percent |
Who overcome the shit |
They've underwent |
I went AWOL like what my back was up against |
Don't tell me 'bout struggle, bitch, I lived it |
I was five or six the first time I got my hind end kicked |
Malcolm, Isaac, and Boogie jumped me and took my tricycle |
And I don't know if I would call that white privilege, yeah |
But I get it, how it feels to be judged by pigment |
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks |
But I swore I'd get them back |
Even if it meant selling my soul to get revenge and (What?) |
Thought of a scheme and it got me to thinking |
If I can believe in myself, I could prolly achieve it |
That's part of the reason I do all my talking when He can |
And as long as I'm breathing I vow to smother and beat them |
Got a heart of a demon, go at 'em and I'ma get even |
Like I'm in the Garden of Eden, I'm 'bout to go off of the deep end |
This evil is calling, I'm already seething and |
I'm leaving Heaven |
I'm leaving Heaven |
Angels won't find me |
Where are you going? |
Okay, so while Macklemore was keeping his room nice and neat (Yeah) |
I was getting my ass beat twice a week (What?) |
Looking for a place for the night where I could sleep |
Flippin' sofa cushions over just tryin' to see |
If I could find some change and scrape up for a bite to eat |
If Denaun and me find a couple dimes a piece |
Twenty five cents each'd get us a bag of chips |
We'd be glad to get that even we if we had to split |
We'd do backward flips, looking back at it |
I think that would fit with the definition of not having shit |
Couple that with the fact my mother was batshit |
Pop was a sack of shit, yeah, he died, but I gave half a shit |
Yeah, which brings me back to the real dad that I zero had |
Since a year-old, forty-seven year-old scab |
Just to hear them words, ear piercing |
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring |
Should I feel upset? |
You were dead to me 'fore you died |
Me? |
Tear no shed |
Should I have made a mural at your funeral? |
Had your coffin draped with a hero's flag? |
Where the fuck you were at |
When De'Angelo done hurt me real bad at the Rio Grande? |
Never met your grandkids, fucking coward |
Only gut you had was from your stomach fat |
I couldn't see your ass gonna Heaven |
So I'm asking for a pass to go to Hell |
So I can whip your fucking ass |
I hate that I'll never get to say "I hate you" to your face |
No coming back from where I'm going |
Sky is dark, my soul is black, hand on the shovel |
Dig with the blade up, and then I step on the metal |
Vendetta to settle, tell the Devil |
I'm leaving Heaven (Yeah) |
I'm leaving Heaven (You know, I should dig your motherfucking ass up) |
Angels won't find me (Just to spit in your fucking face) |
Where are you going? |
(Holding my baby pictures up like you're proud of me) |
I'm leaving heaven (Fuck you, bitch) |
I'm leaving heaven (You know what? Maybe if I had had you) |
Angels won't find me (I wouldn't have went through half the shit I went through, so I blame you) |
Where are you going? |
(Or maybe I should say, "Thank you") |
('Cause I wouldn't have been me) |
So you better, you better run (Yeah) |
You better, you better run (So I'ma let it go now, rest in peace) |
You better, you better run (Cocksucker) |
You better, you better run (See you in Hell) |