Lyrical Breakdown of Heaven - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Heaven" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Scarface feat. Kelly Price weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Heaven" 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 Scarface feat. Kelly Price employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Scarface feat. Kelly Price's narrative.

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It's gonna be some shit you might not understand But, you may have to rewind this shit a few times Heaven, Heaven Check it out I know tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I live one day at a time So when it's my turn, they'll be no crying I'm aware that when my number's called I'm punchin' the clock No need for screamin' at me momma, I'm out And plus I wasn't really happy here to start with, let that be told My old homeboy was robbin' me, and that's 3 cold I said '3', It's all intentional, 'cause 2 don't count When your own bloods bitter and your homeboys bounce Who the fuck is you gonna trust when your road dog is schemin'? And every other corner, you're passin' a different demon And now the clouds is open, I'm rememberin' this Your families, your backbone, your friends ain't shit Now I believe it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our homeboys left, she the only ones stayed For that very reason, I'm a try and give her the world Found Heaven in the form of a girl, everybody's sayin' My angel, my sunshine Bless the day that I found Heaven in the form of a girl My best friend, my good time Bless the day that I found Heaven in the form of a girl Listen to different scriptions, they teach on God And if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God I'm serious about religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin' along Probably sayin' I'm the hypocrit, for judgin' these folks But you can tell he ain't a Christian, by the way that he spoke I pray for everbody, hopin' that they hear that voice The one that paralyzes you from head down, boy When you're aware of your surroundings, yet you still can't move Water shootin' outta your eyes you hear this dude And the voice is much louder, than the voice that you Thought was the voice of the Holy Spirit Who changed your life, when you hear it? And the next morn', you wake up and the world look lighter The grass greener, and the sun brighter I know the feelin' first hand, I witnessed the sights When I allowed the Lord to come in my life And it was like (Heaven, Heaven) But I'm a man, I ain't perfect That's a poor excuse, that ain't workin' I asked him for forgiveness, for every sin I commit Hopefully he gonna let me stay on his list I'm tryin' to get to Heaven America the Beautiful, don't be so cold How do you expectin' our seeds gonna grow? When you trap us in the ghetto And show love, to the other muthafuckers While we right here starvin' at home I'd cry, if I thought, that me sheddin' a tear might help Then again, me sheddin' tears don't help Wanna call up to the President, and see if he know help Let him know you up shit creek yourself, we all sinners Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no shoes In a position, where we all gon' loose Tell the penitentiaries, we gonna need more schools Or what the fuck is we gonna do? Sit around and let the world pass us by? Waitin' on a message from the Revrand And he ain't but another man, tryin' to get to (Heaven)