[Verse 1: Slow V]

I've seen the toughest niggaz shook right, in they hood life

The woof type, when they think about what Heaven looks like

At the end of the barrel I seen hearts turn narrow

The hardest niggaz around will shit in they apparel

The shit's concrete when your heart skips a beat

And your life gets viewed before that dark deep sleep

Niggaz get scared to die, that's the only reason

That you hear them screaming when they let the lead fly

But death is the beginning and we're living the worst

The best is yet to come when we're leaving this earth

Your body ain't nothing, that's why you leave it in dirt

It's only your soul that matters when you leaving this turf

I wish Heaven's everything that I picture and more

Arrive at them steps and hearing them chords

Everybody dressed in black, black clouds for a floor

Amongst legends and the rest of the people adored

There ain't no money to there ain't no power

Possibilities are only with the stretch of an hour

If you can think it you can do it, no need to construe it

Cause a will is just another way for you to pursue it

Black Jesus and leaders of all types

A place inhabited by races of all likes

A place better than life itself

The only place where you can earn life-less wealth


[Verse 2: Retrospect]

I see me living high without the weed, street rhyming to a beat

Sweet climate feel the breeze, never time for us to sleep

That's a human necessity, no food entity

I choose preferably, to amuse, sooth with the melody

I'll ask Louis Armstrong to help me with a solo

Then put it to a beat to make Pac wan to flow mo'

Jam Master Jay will do a cut for the promo

The unborn babies stay close to the grown folks

They'll have fun, cut clouds into pieces

We live amongst stars, rock crowds through the seasons

It's nicer when freezing, hyper when screaming

The tightest emcees will have a cipher with Jesus

This is what I envision in my after death living

Aaliyah & Biggie Smalls will join me for Thanksgiving

Comedians, some athletes, fuck vanity

We all live together happily as one family

I'll have a jam session with Luther Vandross and Ray Charles

With me and big pun kicking straight bars

We stay raw his shit is fire

And after that we'll have a comedy hour with Richard Prior

I don't think I can express with rhymes

I don't even think about the things I've left behind

It's amazing, this is haven, I truly found

As I watch my son through the clouds

Life after Death