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Gotta Make It to Heaven
by 50 Cent



I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

Some say, I'm paranoid, I say, I'm careful how I choose my friends
I been to I.C.U. once I ain't going again
First Zee got murked, then Roy got murked
And homies still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?

I smell somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
Damn n****z switchin' sides on n****z just like that
You know me, I stay wit a b**** on her knees
And get guns away in the hood like government cheese

Spray off Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, straight squeezin' a Mak
In the hood they identify n****z by they cars
So I switch off ba** to stay off the radar

I ain't gotta be around to make s*** hot
I send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya block
So spray dat Tec n**** if I say get it done
An make it wet n****z if you 'round me son

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

When I come through the hood, I don't stop to rap the n****z
Get close enough to smack, get it clappin' n****
Pac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his a**
Point Blank range, I spat put a bone on his a**

Two weeks later n****z came through with Maks to lay me down
Then sprayed, I played dead the got the f*** off the ground
Out the blue, I get a phone call 50 waddup?
They sent a b**** at me I send the b**** back cut up

I don't play that p**** s***, I done told you boy
Front on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
'Cause Antwed shot up his mamma crib an now he in jail
Trippin' on Fliks an bogger trail, p**** in black tail

Pac mamma moved but she don't talk to him no more
The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her door
Without that check every month, how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' come an' take dem kids

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things, I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can and wisdom know the difference
But A, Ade did a make you say dat
That's the pray they burn in ya head when you a case act

Man I might talk to you while we up in them pens
But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon f*** an be friends
Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistlin'
Thank God they missed you, an' go grab ya pistol

In the hood n****z runnin' 'round actin' crazy
Buyin' little air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it might be his an' it might be yours
'Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores

Man it don't take much for you to get in them drawers
You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
You ain't got to tell me, you feelin' this s***
Because I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this s***

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
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written by JACKSON, CURTIS JAMES / WESLEY, DORSEY
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.