Lyrics:
I think heaven my new crib yeah I'm movin in
I'm quick to cut the ones that cross me like a crucifix
Posted by the pearly gates puffin on a spliff
Counting all my blessings
Making mistakes
Learning my lessons
Gotta stay focused
Can't be stressing
Days go by just like seconds
Gotta stay
Energy is big my presence like an elephant
In the room with a goddess feel as if she's heaven sent
Hypnotized by my words now she out her element
into a trap you were deceived by sneaky gods
One day you will rise up, push them from their thrones
Vengeance
Vengeance
Return to Heaven
Return to Heaven
"Do you believe?"
"I believe"
In time, in time
In time this rhyme'll be more than just a fantasy
A Black man'll be the man to claim Presidency
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
I give that ass-troid, heaven and mergatroid
I'm that six, umm, microphone-holdin humanoid
Pyschological like Sigmund Freud
But I get annoyed
too
Tested by a broken string, a zither like a tiger
Straining the Empress like a wound, these were her days
Passing by like the years lost to tempests
the one to explore.
Her face then lit up, I was standing by the door.
Her face then lit up, I was standing by the door.
Come little daughter, I will
black suit on and visit your bones
And bring a football top and a play that you wrote
And an English song by a band that you love
Here comes the sun,
BY HIS HAND
As the heavens are burning the last war has just begun
And the devil keeps coming back to thrive again
As foreseen by the dark lords
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I
To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit
This is a unusual musical I conducting
You looking at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic
I
my mama set me down when I was twelve
She told me I was heaven while I always gave her hell
No role models, daddy in and out of jail
Caught up in
frustration
Of the daily molestation
Cops are beating up the black kids
Like it's standard job description
So if there was a heaven
Orchestrated just for me
Watched my homeboy die, day by day body tired
Remember, I finally accounted before he expired
They tell me there's a peaceful place, I want to see it
nigga blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for
hazardous they blew the
Nose off the statue
Hang a Trump by a noose until he gasping and
Let all the Hispanics watch
Until they start laughing
Young, Black
No you can't tell anything by the way he walks,
When he's seen too much, no time to talk
Yes he's proud, respectable, but he's been
Messed around
chest up, felt forsaken by the Father
Wounded rebel (oooh) in Jerusalem
Gettin picked on, and whipped by the goons of the Devil
Black man, 5 foot 9, see
Run up a check
Run up a check
Heaven sent
Wearin' all black
I walk like the President
All of my life just know run up a check
So your bitch probably
power of lies
Is just falling apart
I’m calling the stars
In dark sky’s blue dust
Black ghost fly away
Lights are breaking the rust
Blinded by greed
the brilliance of a Black American child
Endowed by the streets of the Chi proud
Known to move in silence, but can be loud
The noise of beat girls and boys
She was delivered by the grace of his hands
Kindness, relentless, wired to be shared
People stood awkwardly and gazed across the room
She walked
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