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 UGK 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 UGK 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 UGK's narrative.
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I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if it's a heaven for all the drug dealers
For all the hot boys, strippers and the thug niggaz
My wife you can say a nigga drank too
She ain't bad, she what you doin' what the paper do
I wonder if they got a spot for all the Tupacs
Dawgs in pens and the boys with the weed spots
I keep a pistol on me 'cause these niggaz got 'em too
Run up on me nigga I'm gon' do what I gotta do
If lovin' Screw is wrong, I don't wanna be right
Sippin' art and smokin' Lite Brite
The preacher talkin' 'bout us in the pulpit
Behind closed doors he be on some day shit
I'm out here in the streets this ain't no place to play bitch
Show some weakness come up better catch a case bitch
I wanna change but this the wrong time
I wanna stop but these niggaz is harder now
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
Late at night, when I'm layin' off in the bed
Countin' bread, some crazy shit be goin' through my head
I be wonderin' 'bout this life that I live
Aiyyo God got some better shit He can give
I wonder if it's a better place for the innocent kids
In the ghetto they gotta suffer for shit that they ain't did
By no fault of they own, goin' through struggles and strife
Havin' to deal with a fucked up life
I know they thinkin' nobody knows or nobody cares
Why can't nobody see the shit, when everybody stares
Man we losin' the children, we losin' the youth
'Cause you motherfuckers won't tell 'em the truth
So they runnin' 'round unprepared and uninformed
It's understood that's why the hood is dumpin' on 'em
We gotta show 'em it's a better way at any cost
'Cause they the future if we don't save 'em then we already lost mayne
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if I'm gon' ever see Screw again
One foot in the street, got one foot in the pen
Got me wonderin' if it's a heaven for them D-Boys
'Cause if it is then I better get on my knees boy
I got cheese boy, I'm sellin' niggaz sneeze boy
I'm playin' in the candy torture rim with TV like my Roy
I'm wonderin' if it's a heaven for MCs
Like the Freaky Tah's, the Big L's and B.I.G.'s
I wonder if they got a heaven for the Convicts
Niggaz doin' life, I saw old men in that bitch
I wish today that the Lord take me away
I'd get to see my old man and I wonder what he would say
I feel that, I miss Munroe too
If I could brin' him back I'd give up all this shit fool
But on the cool you know what else I hope is true
They got a heaven for me and got a heaven for you too
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game, in the game, uh