I'm tryna get to this place that my grandpa told me bout as a child
Told me only few can make it and the faithless ain't allowed
Be a Star out your Gang and aim above the clouds
And if you miss, you'll at least be amongst your own crowd
I smiled cause now I see what he meant
I see it in the eyes of mothers when they uncover their sins and repent
Gettin closer to Jehovah on their old knees bent
Praying our mindframes switch and these times change quick
But I hate to say it brother
The youth is too stubborn, to stuck on them selves to ever think about others
They must uncover the scales on their eyes called lies
Leading the deaf, dumb, and blind to a place my mom told me bout
Where their sins get cleansed, cause they bathe in flames
And the only route out is to shout out His name
I was trained to be a soldier for God
But as soon as I used my own thoughts
I kinda got lost in this smog called reality
Where hell is a fallacy
And Heaven is a fantasy created by man, so don't believe in it
You came in here with nothing then your leaving with
Nothing so retreat from this world of deceitfulness
But my people it's time to rise
Realize there's a heaven whether you think it's inside or in the sky
Reach for it before it's gone eternally
And you stuck here below the heavens for eternity
Whose world is this?
The... woooo-ooorld
Whose world is this?
The... woooo-ooorld
Whose world is this?
The... woooo-ooorld
Whose world is this?
The... woooo-ooorld
Yo, somebody once told me that I'm already in hell
Freedom's a state of mind it's just a heart of me's in hell
I freed my slaved mind so a part of me's in hell
So even when it's hard to breathe a part of me inhales
So pardon me...
You gotta try hard to be yourself...
Cause you can't go to heaven being anybody else
I was raised by a reverend yet the lessons didn't help
Had to get em for myself
I was told hell is hot but had to feel it for myself
So I left home
As a young child smiling as I stepped on
Facing a world butt-naked without my weapon
I lost my smile and exchange put a vest on
Now that my premature stress is gone
I got problems to face as a man
I was told either you stand or you fall
Long as you know that when you walk you holding hands with a God
That alone can turn the dark
To a walk in the park
I only talk from my heart
So open yours when you're listening
Every man has his own heaven
The difference is the way that he envisions it, so
If you make your heaven pictureless
By the time you die you'll be drifting in an imageless field
So fill your heaven full of blessed thoughts
That's real
You could stress it or just let it walk
I got a question, if a man can make his own heaven
Then can he make his path to get to it too?
I only spit fluid truth
And I spit it for the listeners so I'm spittin to you
You say it's hell I say it's bullshit we're getting through
Just think about it every man has his own heaven
But shit, you gotta go through hell to be a man first
And understand first hell is what you choose to call the present
That's why you're going through it, I just choose to call it stressin
To tell you fools the truth
I don't feel that's what I'm destined
So you can call it hell but brah...
I can say I'm below the heavens
The Woooo-oooooooorld