Boosie Badazz, Keyshia Cole, J.Cole - Black Heaven lyrics

Black heaven is a place where
People like me go
Up there in black heaven, black heaven

Know Dr king still
Preachin' about togetherness
But probably lookin' down
Sayin' it's irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
A song bird prolly smilin' right now
Listenin' to her own words
Rosa Parks so much heart, she an OG
Know she smilin' lookin' at the
Blacks in the front seat
Bernie Mac jokin' right now
Him and Richard Pryor
Trayvon prolly lookin' down sayin'
Them niggas wild
I know who givin' knowledge up there, 2Pac
He lookin' down like what happened
To this hip hop?
Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Him and Eazy talkin' bout how it was way back
Nate Dogg prolly reminicin' about the A Trak
Pimp sayin' prayers that Bun
And Jay stay strapped
Michael Jackson? He prolly
Maxin' and relaxin'
Him and Marvin Gaye makin' a classic
I know you smilin' down up
There in black heaven
I know you're really proud of me
Up there in black heaven
I know you smilin' down on me in black heaven
Thinkin' of you til the day we meet again

Billie Holiday thinkin' about the old days
Johnny Taylor makin' mixes with the Ojays
Rodney King prolly thinkin' bout his old ways
Thinkin' bout how they burned the city
Down bout his old case
Malcolm X prolly wishin' he was down here
To take our hoods back from the
People who ain't from round here
James Brown still hollin' it's a man's world
But thinkin' damn all these
Girls takin' man's girl
Know Jackie Neal talkin' bout how people roll
Know Tooki Williams still stickin'
To the G code
Wilt probably still saying nobody
Broke his record
Mac Dre still represent as a bay legend
Know I and Bleek prolly talkin' bout me
Them niggas prolly jam with Big Stone
Out the three dJ Screw lookin' down at the
Culture that he started
Rest in peace Bob Marley

I know you smilin' down up
There in black heaven
I know you're really proud of me
Up there in black heaven
I know you smilin' down on me in black heaven
Thinkin' of you til the day we meet again

Where do my niggas go to when they pass?
And why do good niggas never last?
Some get addicted to the fast route
The hand in hand, you know that cash route
I pray to God that we see better days
I caught a record while the record plays
I'm thinkin' Lord don't let 'em carry me
See I know one day when they bury me
I'll go straight to black heaven
Black heaven
Yeah I go straight to black heaven
Black heaven
Don't let the paranoia get to me
Can't take a trip to penitentiary
I make a flip and take the summer off
A half a brick? Now that's a somersault
I look to God, it's been along road
I got my braid up, like a cornrow
I've been through hell
One day I'll find my way
If not then maybe I can buy
My way to black heaven