Album : Masquerade
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I remember playin' my guitar in the projects
A product of the environment
I told my Mom I'ma get up out of da hood
My Dad taught me the American dream, baby
If I did it y'all could do it

Mama take these guns away from here
I can't shoot them anymore
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
It feels like I'm knockin' on the Heaven's door

To Biggie Smalls and Tupac
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
To Freaky Tah and Big Heavy
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door

And to the princess Aaliyah we're
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
To my brother Big Punwe're
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door, oh Lord

Would someone take these guns away from here
I can't shoot my brothers anymore
I feel a dark cloud coming over me
It feels like, it feels like I'm knockin' on the Heaven's door
So sing along street children we're

Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
And to my Daddy that passed away
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
To the God, Fred Jordan we're

Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
To my people doin' time we're
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door

Crypts and bloods, Latin peace, please just chill wit the violence
Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence
I'm asking y'all please chill wit the violence
Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence

We're knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
To my people in the twin tower
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door
And to my soldiers in the pentagon we're
Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door

New York, New York, New York, New York, New York
To my people in the streets I'm talkin' to you now
Please put down your heat
To my brothers that's on the corner, oh God
Get out quick or you too will be knockin' on Heaven's door
I remember playin' my guitar in the projects   A product of the environment   I told my Mom I'ma get up out of da hood   My Dad taught me the American dream, baby   If I did it y'all could do it      Mama take these guns away from here   I can't shoot them anymore   I feel a dark cloud coming over me   It feels like I'm knockin' on the Heaven's door      To Biggie Smalls and Tupac   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   To Freaky Tah and Big Heavy   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door      And to the princess Aaliyah we're   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   To my brother Big Punwe're   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door, oh Lord      Would someone take these guns away from here   I can't shoot my brothers anymore   I feel a dark cloud coming over me   It feels like, it feels like I'm knockin' on the Heaven's door   So sing along street children we're      Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   And to my Daddy that passed away   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   To the God, Fred Jordan we're      Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   To my people doin' time we're   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door      Crypts and bloods, Latin peace, please just chill wit the violence   Though even though I know that the bad boy move in silence   I'm asking y'all please chill wit the violence   Said even though I know that the gangsters move in silence      We're knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   To my people in the twin tower   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door   And to my soldiers in the pentagon we're   Knock, knock, knockin' on the Heaven's door      New York, New York, New York, New York, New York   To my people in the streets I'm talkin' to you now   Please put down your heat   To my brothers that's on the corner, oh God   Get out quick or you too will be knockin' on Heaven's door