| Microphone check 1−2
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| Z-ro crookin' in the building
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| Y’all know me
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| But I’d like to introduce to you
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| A friend of mine
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| We go way way way way back
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| Rotha Vandross
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| So if you will, if you please
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| Sittin' in the courtroom, waitin' on the outcome
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| Prosecutor don’t want me to go back to my house hah
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| Right here, right now he wanna lock me
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| He probly wish another negro brother would’ve shot me up
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| And he don’t even know me
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| He just know what he read
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| But as long as Jesus didn’t write then he might be misled
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| Even if he knew I’m a good person he would still be giving
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| Innocence or guilt don’t matter
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| He tryin' to get a conviction
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| Day before yesterday I saw a child get 40 years
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| Time gets passed out like candy and you see your mother shed tears
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| Me, myself, I’m facing 2 to 20 messed up huh?
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| Going to trial for something I got a prescription for
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| No attempted murder, no aggravated assault
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| Never ran away from the police, didn’t have to be caught
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| And before I’ll beat on a woman I’ll make my exit
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| The quickest way to get a 5 year sentence down in Texas
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| I walked through straight and narrow though at times I fall off
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| But I have done nothing to nobody so call the dogs off
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| My auntie something like a doctor
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| She prescribed Isiah 54: 17
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| No weapon formed against the shall prosper
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| And I believe it too cause I’ve been in some tight spots
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| No matter what I was facin' Jesus was always in the right spot
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| Nah I can’t put my hands on him but I can touch him
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| And when he touch me back he say gangsta don’t worry 'bout nothing
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| 'Cause you and me
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| And me leaving you alone can never be
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| Even if I’m facing an army
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| Ain’t no way they can harm me
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| I’m a stone
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| I gotta go through it a little while
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| But not for long
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| 'Cause pretty soon I’ll be home
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| Then I won’t have to look for heaven in a woman no more
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| Baby momma, drama and fake ass friends
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| And jealousy and envy, it done all come to an end
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| 'Cause finally I’m in heaven
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| How ya doin' mama?
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| I haven’t seen you in such a long time
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| Well mam, busy too
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| And DJ screw
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| H-A-W-K and Big Moe
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| And P-A-T and the whole S-U-C
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| When I’m asleep or I’m out on my grind
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| I dream of heaven, heaven
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| When I’m facing the worst of times
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| I can still feel heaven, heaven |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heaven , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album Angel Dust, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп