Geto Heaven Part Two - Common, Macy Gray

hmmmmm…, doo doooo, doo doooo, yeah…, yeah…, oooh

Know I love my baby, My baby loves me Layin in some heaven, need a little company

Let’s go into a heaven, time to get some Geto Heaven

Geto…

Searchin for a love, throughout the ghetto

Young girls is thick, righteousness is narrow

I got my third, I want the sparrow

Want my peoples straight and rock sweet apparrel

The mother of my child, we not together

Baby it’s your back, I got forever

As the weather, talks to us Him rockin the Holy Spirit walks through us The blunted eyes of the youth search for a guide

A thug is a lost man in disguise

The rise and fall, of a nation, even when the buildings tumble

I still stand tall, I walk through the valley, wit a life preserver

Feelin at times, that I might just murder

Yo but that aint what I was sent for

I want folks to say his life it meant more

Than?

any ca, any ba ca?

any broad

He found Geto Heaven in himself and God

Geto Heaven…

Standin in some Geto Heaven

Geto Heaven…

Standin in some Geto Heaven

Geto…

Love, your happiness don’t begin wit a man

Strong woman, why should you depend on a man

I understand you want a man that’s resourceful

If he pay your bills, he feel like he bought you

Talkin to a friend, about what love is Her man didn’t love her, cuz he didn’t love his

Hugged her from afar, said what I felt

You never find a man, till you find yourself

Time helps mistakes, you can learn from

Cuz one man fucked up men you shouldn’t turn from

You want a certain type of guy, gotta reach a certain point too

At the destination, a king will annoint you

Goin through the storm, many bodies stay warm

That relationship died, for you to be born, you worth more

Than anything you could cop in a store

For you to grow he had to go so what you stoppin him for

Not even I could ignore bein alone it’s hard

Find heaven in yourself and God

I know I love my baby

My baby loves me

I’m layin in some heaven, need a little company, yeah

It’s twenty four seven, time to get some Geto Heaven

Time to get some Geto Heaven

Geto Heaven, Geto Heaven

It’s time to get some Geto Heaven

Time to get some Geto Heaven, ohhhhhh…

This music is so much bigger than me As far as happy, yo it’s like a trigger to me Dealin with crab rappers, and groupie broads

Record execs, at times it do be hard

But to choose words, and be heard across waters

Doin something you like to support daughters

Keepin your guys who collectin court orders

Conveyin messages that the ancestors brought us Thought of things to say to become the end thing for the day

Somehow, that didn’t seem the way for me to make it Music is a gift that is sacred

I hope you didn’t use it hopin you could grow to it Whether servin or a surgeon, you gon go through it Can’t imagine goin through it, without soul music

It’s like Donnie Hath’helped me see Lonnie’s path

On my behalf, let’s take whole steps to Imhotep

And show depth, as we make people nod

Find heaven in this music and God

Find heaven in this music and God

Find heaven in this music and God

Geto Heaven

Geto Heaven

Geto Heaven, yeah, yeah

Geto Heaven, my baby

Geto Heaven, my baby

Geto Heaven, my baby

Geto Heaven, my baby

Geto Heaven, my baby…