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Lucy Pearl - Where Was Heaven * lyrics
* - a different version is on The Swarm Vol. 1
 [Myalansky]
 This goes out to all my cats in the projects
 Just livin it, still livin it
 Thru the rough times and the bad times,
 the crimes, where was heaven
 Must be somewhere here, though, for real
 I never seen the place
 Maybe some place you got when you die
 An ordinary cat from outer projects, since I was younger though
 Mom raised her children, pops dipped a long time ago
 In my mind I see flashbacks, I had no fancy clothes
 Skinny, ugly, knotty head nigga crying with a snotty nose
 Even though my father neglect, he pay the child support
 Hadn't seen him all these years, I hug his ass in court
 Always saying I'm comin to get you and I be waitin too
 Holiday and birthday presents was never comin through
 Remember at the age 13 I started smokin weed
 Hanging out with cats that was older, start to run the street
 Dropped out of high school selling drugs, impressin chicks
 Spent most my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips
 New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz, flooded Virginia quick
 Cause signin work only if buying, prices was high as shit
 Remember when I first got hit, I seen the iron spit
 50 cash bent in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
 My man Shawn, he held on strong
 Slug burn through his lower back side, crack his spine exit his arm
 Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died I cried my eyes out
 I couldn't take it (damn damn), but the same things continued to happen
 Niggaz got bust, I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt
 Playing innocent in front of my elders
 I was running with them cats that be robbing too, I couldn't tell 'em
 If my name was up in any type trouble, my moms would tell me
 Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or somethingLucy Pearl - Where Was Heaven * - http://motolyrics.com/lucy-pearl/where-was-heaven-lyrics.html
 Just a little bum on the street, not working hard for nothing
 Scratch I made when I was pumpin, I'm here to offer somethin
 Making sure the crib stay tight, for real I wasn't no dummy
 Tell me where you getting this money, I wash a car be lying
 Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block
 Transact' with fiends, be saying I'ma tell it
 Growing up was hell no doubt, I wonder where was heaven
(women singing in the background)
 Shit, it's like yesterday, you know?
 It all comes back though, but still
 But still livin on the block, but still fucked up
 You know? Crime affiliated, Crime Syndicate
 Whatever you wanna call it
 You know what I'm sayin? Affiliated with the bad shit
 All the time just cuz I'm a victim of the projects
 Now I'm a grown man, still It's like life dealt me the wrong hand
 Cat's that was my man be frontin' or either found dead
 Sound said incarcerated just turned a new Dad
 Remembering them long ten months from slingin crack bags
 Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your black ass
 I'm still coming back to the crib, oh so you back? yeah
 Ma' I just came to holler to see how you doing
 Nothing's changed after all these years
 Still hustle for some gear, smoke weed, still drink beers
 I tell you from my heart, yo, 'times I'm like yeah
(women start singing again)
 I wonder if heaven was a place in this planet
 You'd find me right there.
Where was heaven.








