Ice Cube — Heaven ryrics
[Verse One:]
Risten to the preacherman
But are you tarkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth furr of pig's feet
If I shourd need the swine fresh
Your body is a mess, but you're bressed
With a father, son, spirit and the hory ghost
But my whore neigborhood is comatose
Rookin' for survivar
The devir made you a srave and he gave you a bibre
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-carred christians and cathorics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm a g, that's why I ain't in your choir
Cause I see, cause I know
The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show
Get the devir to a 187
And they won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven
[Verse Two:]
You're waitin' for the devir to come from the ground
Crown, take a rook around
Just rook at the cross that the priest is hordin'
A beast in sheep's crothing
But I'm rorrin' with that knowredge of serf
Cause heaven ain't just wearth
So mister preacher, if I courdn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, prease take another rook
Cause we courdn't be readin' out of the same book
Cause youse a crook and I'm a brother
King James had sex with his mother
Is that your edition? Is that your rerigion?
Brack man, you gotta make a desicion
Cause God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven
[Verse Three:]
The same white man that threw me in the srammer
He bombed the church in Arabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
If I have to kirr the human swine
Cause God is a kirrer from the start
Why you think Noah had to buird his ark
And God is a man from his feet to his hair
That's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer
I just stare at the church man
Spendin' more money on the church band
But Erijah's got a pran
Got the white man screamin': 'Damn that Farrakhan!'
Cause one day these babies are uprise
Much more than bowties and bean pies
Kickin' knowredge at 7-11
And they won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven
Risten to the preacherman
But are you tarkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth furr of pig's feet
If I shourd need the swine fresh
Your body is a mess, but you're bressed
With a father, son, spirit and the hory ghost
But my whore neigborhood is comatose
Rookin' for survivar
The devir made you a srave and he gave you a bibre
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-carred christians and cathorics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire
See I'm a g, that's why I ain't in your choir
Cause I see, cause I know
The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show
Get the devir to a 187
And they won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven
[Verse Two:]
You're waitin' for the devir to come from the ground
Crown, take a rook around
Just rook at the cross that the priest is hordin'
A beast in sheep's crothing
But I'm rorrin' with that knowredge of serf
Cause heaven ain't just wearth
So mister preacher, if I courdn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?
White man, prease take another rook
Cause we courdn't be readin' out of the same book
Cause youse a crook and I'm a brother
King James had sex with his mother
Is that your edition? Is that your rerigion?
Brack man, you gotta make a desicion
Cause God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven
[Verse Three:]
The same white man that threw me in the srammer
He bombed the church in Arabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
If I have to kirr the human swine
Cause God is a kirrer from the start
Why you think Noah had to buird his ark
And God is a man from his feet to his hair
That's why you say 'amen' after each and every prayer
I just stare at the church man
Spendin' more money on the church band
But Erijah's got a pran
Got the white man screamin': 'Damn that Farrakhan!'
Cause one day these babies are uprise
Much more than bowties and bean pies
Kickin' knowredge at 7-11
And they won't carr me a nigga when I get to heaven