Heaven Too

[Verse 1: Homeboy Sandman] Ay yo, the concrete labyrinth is keepin' me captive, hyperactive I saunter through the cold city, no golds for the progeny, approaching me All types of ghosts play me all types of close, I wish that I could light some bulbs Rollin' on my own like the Elm Street tricyle, my eyes are soap Their eyes are stoned, this is ground zero, I woke up twenty hours ago I walk amongst the thousands, it's always left with miles to go, from hovering around limbo These browns are broke, and tired of browsing bro I barely got the powers to cope It's hard to stomach when they grumbles and their growls are both They soundin' like [?] [Hook: Homeboy Sandman] But there's a heaven too x2 [Verse 2: Homeboy Sandman] Ay yo, the iron horse weary 'Fluenced on how his passengers think Can lead him to water but can't make him drink It get under your skin, make-up ink Ain't no lookin' back, what they lookin' at? Make 'em blink The rise of machines, over hombres, chewing bacon, egg and cheese Just yesterday I learned ABCs, my aching knees My age increase, I spray Raid and sweep The carcases away, as officers do raids and sweeps They say that we were kings and queens Remind me of the crazy queef Sheesh Blowin' hot air, I wonder if it's not fair, it's always not fair Whenever summer's not there, they only downstairs [Hook] [Verse 3: Oh No] Ay yo, drawing out without a stencil My [?] shade the canvas like a pencil My art is [?] (yay) Lost in the mental, a big body of work, nothing simple (nope) We built pyramids but they keep raiding the temples (?) I find myself at the cross lifted in the middle, instrumental Trying to crack the codes but it's all riddles You speak in [?], get your body riddled sentimental (mm) That's how we send a memo, no subliminals Spots shut down, they closing they doors Ready open, forcing the wars (c'mon) And it's poor economics keep us dirty, fuck doin' them chores I'm just a made man, I'm not a maid sweepin' the floors What we made was a foundation, and creep through the walls I used to sneak into stores, stash the heat in the drawers That was before the tours, just dealin' with my hellish moments Sometimes it's hard to see that there's a heaven too Heaven too