Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Is Heaven Guaranteed?, artist - Mistah F.A.B.. Album song I Found My Backpack 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Faeva Afta
Song language: English
Is Heaven Guaranteed? |
I just wanna, talk to you god |
I’m lost out here and |
I just want, I want you to see how it’s like in my shoes |
In our shoes, I wanna know what would you do |
Dear god, what if heaven was the inner city |
The only way to survive, if andrew show no pity |
Got the profile, every black angel in the city |
And they beat a few wings off sometimes, but no biggy |
The gates of heaven are broken, angels drinking and angels smoking |
Baby angels ain’t even got wings and they snoting |
Quiet parts of heaven turn chaos |
The one you love the most become haters |
What would you say god? |
Crucify, lord nobody got hope |
But your uncle, he the man, he supply the whole dope |
All you gotta do is call him, he will get you a deal |
And off that deal you can cook a hot meal |
For your little sister man, cause you know she only 6 |
And your mama left you stranded, now you in charge of this |
Yes, seem kinda odd, but I just wanna know |
What would you do god? |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |
Yo, we only living in this hell, look at these scales that we in |
Look at this all black tails, and they all black males |
And the small ack sale, cause they tryina get out the ghetto |
Off the crack sales |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |
God, but if your mama smoke rocks |
God, what if your daddy shot hot |
God, what if your granny was a nut |
3 strikes, strike your brother out |
Now he lock, your little sister a bop |
Your cous got hit with a chop |
Your phony friend he a cop, he snitched on the whole spot |
You’re raised upon the block, with a little, not a lot |
13 on your own, gotta give it all you got |
God, I’m out here stressin, while you praying for a blessing |
But you hungry, so hungry, you can’t feel your intestins |
Preacher say, pray on it and it get better |
Only thing on your mind is how you fin to get cedar |
Would you rob, god? |
Would you steal? |
Would you lie god, would you kill? |
Just wanna know because I’m really tryina figure that |
Cause everyday I just strive, god that’s where we livin at |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |
Yo, we only living in this hell, look at these scales that we in |
Look at this all black tails, and they all black males |
And the small pack sale, cause they tryina get out the ghetto |
Off the crack sales |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |
God, what if your daddy died from aids |
And your mama got cancer, she could die any day |
And your daughter growing fast, and your baby mama trippin |
Best friend got life, never fall say quittin |
Your career had to stand still, but you still spittin |
Everybody around you either mobbin or they pimpin |
Rent due, day later, day away from any … |
Granny sit and you can’t even abord up a scripture |
Heaven depending on you, you can’t let him down |
But it’s evil angels that want you dead up in your town |
They say that heaven would, cause you don’t come around |
Heaven would, it’s hollywood, same difference, different sound |
I’m lost god, I need it too |
I’m asking god, I really need you |
God, what would you do? |
Cause everything I ask you is what I’m going through |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |
Yo, we only living in this hell, look at these scales that we in |
Look at this all black tails, and they all black males |
And the small pack sale, cause they tryina get out the ghetto |
Off the crack sales |
Dear god, dear god, couple things that I gotta know |
Is heaven guaranteed when you growing up broke |