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Mac Wiseman, Jimmy Martin, Stanley Brothers (Mac Wiseman) · The Mac Wiseman Story (Mac Wiseman) · The Mac Wiseman Story (Mac Wiseman) · Wiseman, Pt. 2 (James Blunt) · Wiseman, Pt. 2 (James Blunt) · The Best of Ladysmith Black Mambazo: The Star and the Wiseman (Ladysmith Black Mambazo) · Wiseman [2 Tracks] (James Blunt) · Reveille (Deerhoof) · Reveille Park (South Park Mexican) · Reveille [Bonus Tracks] (Deerhoof) – and 90 other albums »


and hollerin hos cryin when they saw you pull it
Patriots? down for I send mac11 bullet SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH meet my big
Mac11 CHOURS- big mac11 mothafucka you
the fact
That the Mac can't be hustled by no little new jack

Now everything's in balance and opposites attract
So as I spring forward, then you fall
BRIGHTER DAYS
BUT NEVER DO COME THROUGH
EVER SINCE SHE WENT AWAY BLUE SKIES
I?VE HAD NO USE FOR YOU
	BUT WHEN I SEE THE CLOUDS COME ROLLIN? IN
knows
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows

So let's make this night the best night
It's time for second chance
Turn the beat up on repeat, and we
a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine

(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)

Niggas Die to make covers
he stiffed a waitress, and ran out on his tab
Big Mac had a heart attack in the back of a Yellow Cab
By the time the sound of the siren said
knows
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows

So let's make this night the best night
It's time for second chance
Turn the beat up on repeat, and we
If this heart of mine is right

By the time this night is over
The stars are gonna shine on two lovers in love
And when the morning comes
It's
baby

Every time I'm here with you baby
It's like I'm in, heaven, right here in your arms
When you touch me, I can fly

Oh, you lift me up, you
indication
If this heart of mine is right

By the time this night is over
The stars are gonna shine on two lovers in love
And when the morning comes
Its
a game in my vein

[Verse 1:  Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be
don't know what's more when its over
Is there heaven or hell?

I wonder if there's something when my time's 
Run out in life
Still I don't know,
the sun rise 
Burn your enterprise today husbands and wives 
Become Bonnie and Clyde, carry 4-5's in these last days 
In time, same shit inside
wide awake
It's just too good to be true
That's what I'm thinking when I'm loving you
Lay down every evening and your by my side
Staight from above
heart of mine is right

By the times this night is over
The stars are gonna shine
On two lovers in love
And when the morning comes
It's gonna find us
got a thick stab
Big cigar, old money, when I drop it it's so funny
Six-four switches, slam doors on 6's
Big trucks when I want to fuck and it's time
it diggin' in my pocket, Callin me callin me 

[Phone rings] 

[Mac] Hello? 
[Peaches] Hey baby how you doin'? 
[Mac] Who dis is? 
[Peaches]
My love,
We vowed to be together
Through the good times and stormy weather
Ooh, but if it falls around us
It shouldn't lose in you sudden
When I look at you, heaven's on fire
I wish I didn't know you better, but it's pointless
One look at you, and heaven's on fire

When I look
If this heart of mine is right

By the time this night is over
The stars are gonna shine on two lovers in love
And when the morning comes
It's
heaven... 

Ghetto heaven 
I need a little ghetto heaven... 

Nana likes brandy, especially peach 
She keeps it by the radio 
And listens
indication
If this heart of mine is right

By the time this night is over
The stars are gonna shine on two lovers in love
And when the morning comes
Its
a game in my vein

Verse 1:  Mac
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another
a game in my vein

[Verse 1:  Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be
a game in my vein

[Verse 1:  Mac]
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be