Heaven's Gates

Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates Land of free home of brave Yet my great great grand parents were enslaved Now I'm young and black struggling to make a way 200 years, I'm still waiting on my acres Second class, citizen on welfare Momma sick but I can't afford healthcare I need help and I'm told to wait in line Ain't nothing I can do Gotta swallow my pride Uh, yeah. Look forward to that day Where I'm on the mountain top Treated so amazing Angels give me props, I sit back and be lazy Ain't no racist cops Just beauties calling me baby Uh, lost in thoughts as I drive A'int thinking bout the road So I run a stop sign Then I hear em sirens Red and blue lights Uh, hope it turns out alright Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates Skin of bronze hair of wool And yet white hands are what brought me to you 157 pulled trigger no words Was reaching for my license Now I fly high with the birds White doves, white clouds and them white seats White hoods, on angels dressed in white sheets Lotta glares as I walk to the gate As I look around I wonder if in the right place Uh, yeah. Tryna find God Maybe he'll explain what the hell is going on Then all of a sudden he appears I bow down, aye, all my fears disappear He says welcome, go on choose and a house I see a mansion this is what it's all about I point "that one," he responds with a laugh He says nah bruh in the ghetto's where you at He shows me the way, I see nothing's changed It's just like earth, we segregated and hated God says okay, son have fun Rent's due every first day of the month He said I gotta work, I'm thinking like huh This heaven? Eternal happiness for who The hooded angels sit atop horses Patrolling, enforcing, nothing better to do I realize, there's no escaping fate Shoulda fought harder on earth before the gates Shoulda heard Malcolm when he said fight back Shoulda heard Martin when he told me to March Now I'm sitting here feeling dumb Whole life ain't fight for nothing Cause I thought something, awaited Now I know Heaven's overrated Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates Seven days a week fifty two of them a year Uh, momma still shedding tears Now as the white light blinds me I realize I'm still black On the way to Heaven's gates God bless us all