Snowgoons - Heaven Is Calling lyrics

(Intro) Doap C'mon, uh Doap Nixon, AOTP, gotta be a betta way I found out that by the time you make it in life You find out you already had it, that's real talk True story, c'mon y'all follow me (Hook) Cynthia Holiday 'Heaven is Calling' -- For rain and snow 'Heaven is Calling' -- For rain and snow [Doap Nixon] Yo, if Heaven called me I musta missed the call All the things that I touched makes me slip and fall All the things that I had made me fall from grace Why the words that I speak seem to cause the hate? Got dudes on my top cuz I called 'em fake Everybody tryna judge like they all so great But the sun still gon' shine in a minute tho I build wit the God, Meshach and Abednego I swear if I had a second chance only turn back the second hand Gold-double check the plan Respect the fam is the first rule those that search j**els I cast stones that curse fools Doap Nix is a throw back, know dat So I won't go to hell, others won't go back But I ain't here try to preach to y'all I'm just tryna throw a j**el that could reach to y'all C'mon... (Hook) Cynthia Holiday [Doap Nixon] Yo, yo, yo, my mind drifts to the smell of aroma Of incense burnt tree outta macadamia I move wit the Book of Life on my JanSport And found peace that surpa**ed the man's thought Egyptian Knowledge got lost in sandstorms Crusades transform to gang-wars Young bucks quick to clap at the Beast Took all the diesel out the hood and put it back on the streets Everytime that I fell I came back on my feet AOTP drop now I'm back wit the heat This game's no love, the murder rates and by luck Money got snuffed for an old grudge But where's the promises to be honest thing Cover our eyes wit job and a scholarship Section-8 occupant's anonymous I'm neva honorin' any promise a rudiment Word up (Hook) Cynthia Holiday War Vision, I'm Knowledgin' witchu boy daddy [Doap Nixon] Yo, don't try to play me like I'm somebody's kid I'ma grown man who learned wisdom something to live It's nuttin' to talk, Knowledge-Knowledge New York Manifested from the light that only comes from the dark I experienced the trials of a white addiction Lost my mind and my freedom to a foul conviction But found my style missin', now I'm sh**tin' on cats Only build on my past, f** bringin' it back It's the measurin' stick so I can vision the growth Embrace any direction that the pendulum go Can you say that? Or is you stuck in the way back? Where everybody is frontin' wit that money and Maybachs Not the hustle but I knock the hustla When the cops rush ya, learn to bent wit the block rushaz And everybody that's gettin' the doe Aim for a bright future so ya kids can grow C'mon... (Outro) Doap Ayo that bullsh** you feedin' ey'body That garbage, ya kids eatin' that too