I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't going again
First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
An homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
I smell somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
Damn niggaz switchin sides on niggaz just like tha
U know me, I stay wit a b***h on her knee
An get guns away in the hood like government cheese
Spray on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, straight squeezing a Mak
In the hood they identify niggaz by they car
So I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make niggas ho
I send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya block
So spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it don
An make it wet niggaz if you round me so
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
When I come through the hood, I don't stop the rappin nigga
Get close enough to smack, get it clappin nigga
Pac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
Point blank range I span put a bone on his ass
Two weeks later niggaz came through with Maks to lay me dow
They sprayed I played dead and got the nigga off the groun
Out the blue I get a phone call ?50 waddup?
U send a nigga at me I send the nigga back cut u
I don't play that nigga shit, I done told you bo
Front on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
Cause Entwain shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, nigga in black tai
Pack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no more
The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' come an take dem kids
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven, for I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can I change the courage
The change the things I can, but wisdom know the difference
But A, Ade did a make you say dat I say dat
Thas the grade A burnin ya head when you a case act
Man I might talk to you while we up in the Benz
But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon ****in' be friend
Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistling
Thank god they missed you, an go grab ya pistol
In the hood niggaz runnin round actin craz
Buyin little air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it might be his, an it might be yours
Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores
Man it don't take much for you to get in them draws
You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
You got to tell me, you feeling this bullshit
Because I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this shit
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
Gotta Make It To Heaven - 戀楽屋
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[00:10.20]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[00:12.45]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[00:15.08]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[00:17.69]Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[00:20.19]Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
[00:22.71]Been to ICU once I ain't going again
[00:25.28]First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
[00:28.05]An homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
[00:30.85]I smell somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
[00:33.25]Damn niggaz switchin sides on niggaz just like tha
[00:35.79]U know me, I stay wit a b***h on her knee
[00:38.40]An get guns away in the hood like government cheese
[00:40.93]Spray on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
[00:43.37]More plate on the back, straight squeezing a Mak
[00:46.26]In the hood they identify niggaz by they car
[00:48.69]So I switch up whips to stay off the radar
[00:51.35]I ain't gotta be around to make niggas ho
[00:54.00]I send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya block
[00:56.61]So spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it don
[00:59.19]An make it wet niggaz if you round me so
[01:01.81]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[01:04.85]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[01:07.03]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[01:09.44]I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[01:12.19]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[01:14.61]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[01:17.39]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[01:19.78]I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[01:22.28]When I come through the hood, I don't stop the rappin nigga
[01:25.11]Get close enough to smack, get it clappin nigga
[01:27.61]Pac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
[01:30.18]Point blank range I span put a bone on his ass
[01:32.92]Two weeks later niggaz came through with Maks to lay me dow
[01:35.56]They sprayed I played dead and got the nigga off the groun
[01:38.02]Out the blue I get a phone call ?50 waddup?
[01:40.74]U send a nigga at me I send the nigga back cut u
[01:43.24]I don't play that nigga shit, I done told you bo
[01:45.88]Front on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
[01:48.39]Cause Entwain shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
[01:51.08]Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, nigga in black tai
[01:53.74]Pack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no more
[01:56.41]The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
[01:58.80]Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
[02:01.46]Man social service finis' come an take dem kids
[02:03.97]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[02:06.49]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[02:09.93]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[02:12.36]I gotta make it to heaven, for I make it to heaven
[02:15.05]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[02:17.56]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[02:20.27]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[02:22.80]I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[02:25.32]Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can I change the courage
[02:29.36]The change the things I can, but wisdom know the difference
[02:31.58]But A, Ade did a make you say dat I say dat
[02:33.77]Thas the grade A burnin ya head when you a case act
[02:36.00]Man I might talk to you while we up in the Benz
[02:38.40]But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon ****in' be friend
[02:41.13]Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistling
[02:43.54]Thank god they missed you, an go grab ya pistol
[02:46.05]In the hood niggaz runnin round actin craz
[02:48.61]Buyin little air Jordan's for maybe babies
[02:51.45]See it might be his, an it might be yours
[02:54.07]Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores
[02:56.47]Man it don't take much for you to get in them draws
[02:59.03]You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
[03:01.83]You got to tell me, you feeling this bullshit
[03:04.44]Because I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this shit
[03:07.19]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[03:09.58]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[03:12.24]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[03:14.86]I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[03:17.38]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[03:20.07]Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
[03:22.69]I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
[03:25.35]I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
移調 原調
G#C#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
F#
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
F#mFmC
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
G#F#m
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
C#
Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
F#
Been to ICU once I ain't going again
D#m
First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
G#C#
An homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
I smell somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
FmC#A#m
Damn niggaz switchin sides on niggaz just like tha
F#mFm
U know me, I stay wit a b***h on her knee
A#mD#m
An get guns away in the hood like government cheese
G#C#
Spray on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
F#
More plate on the back, straight squeezing a Mak
Fm
In the hood they identify niggaz by they car
D#m
So I switch up whips to stay off the radar
G#FmC#
I ain't gotta be around to make niggas ho
F#m
I send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya block
So spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it don
FmD#mA#D#m
An make it wet niggaz if you round me so
F#mG#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
Fm
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
A#mFm
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
F#C#Fm
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
F#FmA#m
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
D#mG#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
A#mFm
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
F#FmA#
When I come through the hood, I don't stop the rappin nigga
D#mFm
Get close enough to smack, get it clappin nigga
C#F#G#
Pac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
C#F#mC#
Point blank range I span put a bone on his ass
C#mC#
Two weeks later niggaz came through with Maks to lay me dow
D#m
They sprayed I played dead and got the nigga off the groun
D#G#
Out the blue I get a phone call ?50 waddup?
D#mFm
U send a nigga at me I send the nigga back cut u
A#
I don't play that nigga shit, I done told you bo
D#m
Front on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
Fm
Cause Entwain shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
F#m
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, nigga in black tai
Pack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no more
G#
The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
F#
Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
FmAmA#m
Man social service finis' come an take dem kids
FmF#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
C#D#mFm
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
A#mF#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
G#A#m
I gotta make it to heaven, for I make it to heaven
FmF#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
FmA#D#m
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
FmC#F#
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
C#G#C#F#m
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
C#
Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can I change the courage
F#m
The change the things I can, but wisdom know the difference
C#mF#mC#m
But A, Ade did a make you say dat I say dat
F#m
Thas the grade A burnin ya head when you a case act
C#
Man I might talk to you while we up in the Benz
A#mC#
But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon ****in' be friend
FmC#
Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistling
A#
Thank god they missed you, an go grab ya pistol
D#mAG#F
In the hood niggaz runnin round actin craz
Buyin little air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it might be his, an it might be yours
Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores
Man it don't take much for you to get in them draws
You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
You got to tell me, you feeling this bullshit
Because I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this shit
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 C# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《Gotta Make It To Heaven》調性為 C# 大調、速度約每分鐘 92 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 Fm、C#、D#m、F#。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
在血與火的煉獄中掙扎，祈求終能抵達救贖的天堂。
主題
描繪黑人街頭文化中的生存掙扎與道德困境，探討暴力、友誼、背叛與對未來的渴望。
情緒
緊張、絕望中夾雜著頑強的求生意志，隱藏對純粹人性的質疑與反思。
意象與手法
1. 「天堂／地獄」對立象徵：以宗教意象隱喻現實中的生死邊界。
2. 街頭符碼：如「ICU」、「Mak」、「Tec」等具體詞彙建構出幫派生態。
3. 重複句式：副歌反覆強化「煉獄求生」的宿命感。
重點句解讀
1. 「I gotta make it to heaven, for goin' through hell」
翻譯「我必須抵達天堂，只因歷經地獄」
解析將現實的血腥掙扎昇華為宗教式的救贖祈願，展現底層對「改變命運」的執念。
2. 「Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends」
翻譯「有人說我多疑，我卻說我謹慎選擇朋友」
解析揭示幫派文化中信任的脆弱性，生存本能壓過情感聯結。
3. 「Lord, grant me the serenity... wisdom know the difference」
翻譯「主啊，賜我寧靜... discernment（分辨力）」
解析引用「尼爾斯的祈禱文」片段，凸顯主角在暴力與信仰間的掙扎。
適合情境
適合在面對極限挑戰時聆聽，或反思社會結構對個人命運的壓迫與扭曲。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。