Common - Geto Heaven Part Two lyrics
God bless... [D'Angelo] hmmmmm..., doo doooo, doo doooo, yeah..., yeah..., oooh Know I love my baby, My baby loves me Layin in some heaven, need a little company Let's go into a heaven, time to get some Geto Heaven Geto... [Verse 1] Searchin for a love, throughout the ghetto Young girls is thick, righteousness is narrow I got my third, eye on the sparrow Want my peoples straight and rock sweet apparrel The mother of my child, we not together Baby it's your back, I got forever As the weather, talks to us Him rockin the Holy Spirit walks through us The blunted eyes of the youth search for a guide A thug is a lost man in disguise The rise and fall, of a nation, even when the buildings tumble I still stand tall, I walk through the valley, wit a life preserver Feelin at times, that I might just murder Yo but that aint what I was sent for I want folks to say his life it meant more Than any car, any rock, or any broad He found Geto Heaven in himself and God [D'Angelo] Geto Heaven... Standin in some Geto Heaven Geto Heaven... Standin in some Geto Heaven Geto... [Verse 2] Love, your happiness don't begin wit a man Strong woman, why should you depend on a man I understand you want a man that's resourceful If he pay your bills, he feel like he bought you Talkin to a friend, about what love is Her man didn't love her, cuz he didn't love his Hugged her from afar, said what I felt You never find a man, till you find yourself Time helps mistakes, you can learn from Cuz one man f**ed up men you shouldn't turn from You want a certain type of guy, gotta reach a certain point too At the destination, a king will annoint you Goin through the storm, many bodies stay warm That relationship died, for you to be born, you worth more Than anything you could cop in a store For you to grow he had to go so what you stoppin him for Not even I could ignore bein alone it's hard Find heaven in yourself and God [D'Angelo] I know I love my baby My baby loves me I'm layin in some heaven, need a little company, yeah It's twenty four seven, time to get some Geto Heaven Time to get some Geto Heaven Geto Heaven, Geto Heaven It's time to get some Geto Heaven Time to get some Geto Heaven, ohhhhhh... [Verse 3] This music is so much bigger than me As far as happy, yo it's like a trigger to me Dealin with crab rappers, and groupie broads Record execs, at times it do be hard But to choose words, and be heard across waters Doin something you like to support daughters Keepin your guys who collectin court orders Conveyin messages that the ancestors brought us Thought of things to say to become the end thing for the day Somehow, that didn't seem the way for me to make it Music is a gift that is sacred I hope you didn't use it hopin you could grow to it Whether servin or a surgeon, you gon go through it Can't imagine goin through it, without soul music It's like Donnie ?half? helped me see Lonnie's ?fath? On my behalf, let's take whole steps to a ?ho tep? And show depth, as we make people nod Find heaven in this music and God Find heaven in this music and God Find heaven in this music and God [D'Angelo] Geto Heaven Geto Heaven Geto Heaven, yeah, yeah Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby Geto Heaven, my baby...