Lyrical Breakdown of Black Heaven (feat. Keyshia Cole & J. Cole) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Black Heaven (feat. Keyshia Cole & J. Cole)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how J. Cole weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Black Heaven (feat. Keyshia Cole & J. Cole)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that J. Cole employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(Yeah) Black heaven is a place where people like me go
Up there in black heaven, black heaven (yeah)
Know Dr. King still preachin' about togetherness
But probably lookin' down sayin' it's irrelevant
Whitney Houston, she was heaven sent
A song bird prolly smilin' right now listenin' to her own words
Rosa Parks so much heart, she a OG
Know she smilin' lookin' at the blacks in the front seat
Bernie Mack jokin' right now, him and Richard Pryor
Trayvon prolly lookin' down sayin' them niggas wild
I know who givin' knowledge up there, 2Pac
He lookin' down like what happened to this hip hop?
Biggie Smalls prolly swagged out, laid back
Him and Eazy talkin' bout how it was way back
Nate Dogg prolly reminicin' about the A-Trak
Pimp sayin' prayers that Bun and Jay stay strapped
Michael Jackson? He prolly maxin' and relaxin'
Him and Marvin Gaye makin' a classic
In black heaven
Oh I know you smilin' down on me up there in black heaven
Oh I know you're really proud of me up there in black heaven
Oh I know you smilin' down on me in black heaven
Oh thinkin' of you til the day we meet again
Billie Holiday thinkin' about the old days
Johnny Taylor makin' mixes with the Ojays
Rodney King prolly thinkin' bout his old ways
Thinkin' bout how they burned the city down 'bout his old case
Malcolm X prolly wishin' he was down here
To take our hoods back from the people who ain't from 'round here
James Brown still hollerin' it's a man's world
But thinkin' damn all these girls takin' man's girl
Know Jackie Neal talkin' bout how people roll
Know Tooki Williams still stickin' to the G code
Wilt probably still saying nobody broke his record
Mac Dre representin' as a bay legend
Know I and Bleek prolly talkin' bout me
Them niggas prolly jam with Big Stone, out the three black heaven
DJ Screw lookin' down at the culture that he started
Rest in peace Bob Marley
Black Heaven
Oh I know you smilin' down on me up there in black heaven
Oh I know you're really proud of me up there in black heaven
Oh I know you smilin' down on me in black heaven
Oh thinkin' of you til the day we meet again
Where do my niggas go to when they pass?
And why do good niggas never last?
Some get addicted to the fast route
The hand in hand, you know that cash route
I pray to God that we see better days
I caught a record while the record plays
I'm thinkin' Lord don't let 'em carry me
See I know one day when they bury me
I'll go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Yeah I go straight to black heaven, black heaven
Don't let the paranoia get to me
Can't take a trip to penitentiary
I make a flip and take the summer off
I have a brick? Now that's a somersault
I look to God, it's been along road
I got my braid up, like a cornrow
I've been through hell, one day I'll find my way
If not then maybe I can buy my way to black heaven