Feels Like Heaven

Thinking back to all the bad I did (bad I did)

How I was young and evil as a kid (as a kid)

Ok, I'm better now, I ask the reverend (ask the reverend)

Cause of my hell,

Will I go because the life I'm livin' feel like heaven (feel like heaven)

Grown better man still I'm in my gang attire

Does not mean I'm going to be cast into a ring of fire

Does it? If so those words you speak I can't admire

The evil's in my past but today the saint is ire

Get and give a lot of love, guess my 'ologists follows us

I was thug, taught us, now we caught up in goddish hugs

Everywhere we go, there he go, went from very low

To unnecessary owes when he carries flows over the stereo

I'm, on my 7 all because of rhyme

But because I played the 6 once upon a time

The reverend says my worldly ways I need to deaden

But I can't tell because this life I'm living feel like heaven

Is it heaven, or is my head up in the clouds

Is there hell for me, because I feel like we made it out

I put my halo on but then, it done came off again

You don't need eyes to see, that this could be our only heaven

So, if you see my feet up off the ground

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

Oh, if you see my halo falling down

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

It's funny, and when I think I'm up there...

They say I fais le cul to much

But they just déjà vu to much

Caught up in the antics

Yeah I'm tied to you because I was thinking semantics

So is it dependent on what your heaven is?

Or how big your 6 and 7 is?

Everything preaches to you, you decipher who the reverend is

This is speaking to the ones seeking peace in any form

Far from norm' imaginations, the brain rains when it storms

You say names then it forms, manifest things that were foreign

To you once upon a time no coincidence is gonna rhyme

Make sense in a normal line

Of words you learned them at the time and they remain timeless

Feeding of the dreams that you promised

Before niggas knew you were prominent and dominant

And all those powerful words that back then, to be honest,

Were just nouns and verbs; the looks on the astonished

Are normal by now I seen them same faces when I was in Spiderman pajamas

So, if you see my feet up off the ground

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

Oh, if you see my halo falling down

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

Heaven or Hell?

I never thought that this could be so real

I never thought that I would ever build

My own heaven

So, if you see my feet up off the ground

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

Oh, if you see my halo falling down

Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down

I remember back in the day I had this song called "My Own Hell."

It was depressing.

But since then, I've created my own heaven, baby!

And it's beautiful!

Incredibly, no one deaded me, when it was lead at these red Dickies,

Nobody ever headed me, let it be, said I'm breaded, B

Real light, within darkness I still fight it,

But if heaven is love, then this sure in the hell feel like it!