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On the Level: The Best of Level 42 (Level 42) · Hands to Heaven (Christian Bautista) · Heaven in My Hands [Promo] (Level 42) · Hands to Heaven [Warner] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Classic Level 42 [DVD] (Level 42) · A Deeper Level: Live [CD/DVD] (Israel) · Soul Heaven Presents Digital Heaven (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hands All Over [CD/DVD] (Maroon 5) · Put Your Hands Up [Video/DVD] (Chuck Brown) · New Level (A$AP Ferg) – and 90 other albums »


in heaven if he won't bend his knees
I will slay the Devil in hell if he doesn't grant my needs

God in your heaven, hear what I say
Devin in hell,
that you were in heaven
Platinum gold a house and a car
But poverty all around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for
around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for the super rich who call it modern living
But the Man from the east calls it
might get fooled if you come from out of town 
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around

Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly 
But you
might get fooled if you come from out of town 
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around

Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly 
But you
might get fooled if you come from out of town 
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around

Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly 
But you
they all hits

I snap a copy of Blade on DVD in half
Slice your neck and hand you a pamphlet on AIDS
Smut Peddlers, break up is apparent
When I put shit
at a coffee shop in Aussie (Aussie)
But around here, loving coco’s the bomb
Meanwhile so many people are taken out by the hands of Boko Haram
Aw yeah?!

They
In the little town of Candor in the last year of my youth
I learned the final lesson of the levels to the truth
My father was a farmer he'd go
cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain

	{oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it
	 nitrogen levels.. check it}

[Prince Poetry]
hand arrow
Chasing a dollar, in an Impala
White trash heart throb, mellow yellow
Drinking hard liquor, brauds get on my level
I'm hotter than
like an attorney I'll
Cross-examine
Your rhymes of my design
And I'm styill standing
Tall
As the competition falls
In actuality ain't no competition
cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain

	{oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it
	 nitrogen levels.. check it}

[Prince Poetry]
had me like Christina Aguiler-why

But catch me down the Westside, drivin' like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin' out
Aguiler-why
But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screaming out the sunroof death to y'all
You can't kill
had me like Christina Aguiler-why
But catch me down the Westside, driving like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screaming out
Walk in we'l prepared climbin the stairways
To heaven while you scared of the people livin under
Ground heard the sound of the clap made you wonder
If
[Leatha Face]
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart
'em til my own hands start bleedin 
Beat 'em til they lungs stop breathing and they heart stop beatin 
From 12 am to 12 pm in the evening 
With three
gettin' caught up
In soft skin and hard luck
(Stuck) in between tryin' to stick
And makin' my pick
Feelin' more like a brick
As every day went by
I would
and the devil pouted
Hell is crowded full of people that's 'bout it, 'bout it
But I strive to be God's man and proud about it
Hands in the air for Jesus my price
the elevator down. Aw these problems! You see I?m never on this level. Uh, maybe it?s in here. 

EUBANGDERE
Oh my way, oh my way, oh my way...

KWIRK
You
even expect no more
You might as well plunder in this war
But also expect the god of heaven to one day tally up the score
Who you playing for, does
had me like Christina Aguiler-why

But catch me down the Westside, drivin' like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin' out
had me like Christina Aguiler-why

But catch me down the Westside, drivin' like Halle Berry
Or the FDR, in the seat of my car
Screamin' out