Where I Belong

(Where I belong) Is in a place with no racial barriers And we all ride high in chariots Where love means love When we all have the finer things So we don't gotta buy you diamond rings just to marry us Instead, I'm where they livin' for bling And people manage to sing over the material things Where hip hop - it's no longer just a lyrical thing Tell me, God, where did I go wrong? This ain't (where I belong) It's in a place where bad souls never get in Instead, I'm in Hell's kitchen It's sickenin' to my stomach I'm runnin' a hundred miles but still can't escape from it I pray you show me the light It's only right These lonely nights I call on my momma to hold me tight Show me right from wrong This road I'm on, I passed my turn But please, don't allow me to crash and burn Just give me a chance Watch how fast I learn I'm tryin' to keep my head up to the sky 'Cause I'm stuck in this life until I die Lord, stop me from being crucified As soon as I (Where I belong) (Where I belong) Is somewhere, in someone's memory Where we're all friends, and ain't no enemies And there ain't no one minute you're wrong, next minute you're gone So I hope that by the end of this song I am (where I belong) Where fathers don't leave when you're born And every page in the book ain't torn And everyday that you lookin', they gone And you wishin' they came You see I know I ain't from here I'm wishin' I had remained (where I belong) No followers, no leaders No burners and heaters No dimes, no divas; it's pure No cancer, AIDS; God, leave us a cure No more violence, no need for police to appear No schools to drop out No snitches to cop out No drugs to sell, meanin' no fiends to knock out I'm talkin' a perfect place where we all get along That's why I know that this ain't the place (where I belong) I'm tryin' to keep my head up to the sky 'Cause I'm stuck in this life until I die Lord, stop me from being crucified As soon as I... (Where I belong) (Where I belong) Is in a place where women don't trade money for sex So cops harass you in front of your steps Where taxes don't equal a half your check Where people give respect in order to have respect (No gold diggers) tryin' to figure how much cash I get (No speed limits) so it won't matter how fast I went (Take the time to think) no decisions is bullshit No alcohol so drunk niggas won't crash their whips (Where I belong) The same place where Big and Pac's at The same place they buried hip hop at, right there Me and my mom reunite there Then it's off through the pearly gates to sit down in that white chair Ray Charles, Marvin Gaye, Barry White did Carry Mims Senior, Joanne right there I don't need money; all I need is a mic there I can see it so clear; I be there in the light, yeah I'm tryin' to keep my head up to the sky 'Cause I'm stuck in this life until I die Lord, stop me from being crucified As soon as I