Heaven

Microphone check, one, two
Z-Ro crooked in the building
Y'all know me
But I'd like to introduce to you
A friend of mine
We go way, way, way, way back
Wrote the van drumps
So uh, if you will, if you please, uh

Sittin' in the courtroom, waitin' on the outcome
Prosecutor dumb, want me to go back to my house, hah
Right here, right now he wanna lock me up
He probably wish another negro brother would've shot me up
And he don't even know me, he just know what he read
But as long as Jesus didn't write it, then he might be misled
Even if he knew I'm a good person, he would still be trippin'
Innocence and guilt don't matter, he tryin' to get a conviction

Day before yesterday, I saw a child get 40 years
Time gets passed up like candy as single mothers shed tears
Me, myself, I'm facing two to 20, messed up, huh?
Going to trial for something I got a prescription for
No attempted murder, no aggravated assault
Never ran away from the police, didn't have to be caught
And before I'll beat on a woman I'll make my exit
The quickest way to get a five year sentence down in Texas

I walk the straight and narrow though at times I fall off
But I ain't done nothing to nobody so call the dogs off
My auntie something like a doctor, she prescribed Bized 5417
No weapon formed against thee shall prosper
And I believe it too 'cause I've been in some tight spots
And no matter what I was facin' Jesus was always in the right spot
Nah, I can't put my hands on Him but I can touch Him
And when He touch me back He say, "Gangsta don't worry 'bout nothing

'Cause you and me
And me leaving you alone can never be"
Even if I'm facing an army
Ain't no way they can harm me, I'm a stone
I gotta go through it a little while but not for long
'Cause pretty soon I'll be home
Then I won't have to look for heaven and I'll wonder no more
Baby momma, drama and fake ass friends
And jealousy and envy, it done all came to an end

'Cause finally I'm in heaven
How ya doin' mama?
I haven't seen you here in such a long time
Well mama Bessie too, and DJ Screw
HAWK and Big Mo.
MPAT and the home that you see

When I'm asleep, while I'm out on my grind
I dream of heaven, heaven
When I'm facing the worst of times
I can still feel heaven, heaven