Lyrics:
to our necks
But I left for rock 'n' roll
Forgot the drugs and the sex
Who cares about the others?
The sun will always shine
It's a summer made in heaven
everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all, yeah
To be a rock and not to roll
bitch again? I swear I'ma send that blitz again
Niggas know 'bout Anti know that 5 be my favorite gen'
Brrah, brrah, I'ma have lil' brodie dem just rock
heaven-sent
I will better them, show them man the veteran
How can a bug impede the progress of an elephant?
Life flashes by when you're cruising in the fast
to full but look who i pulled but in there head is dulls like
A seagull,
Im am on a roll and on the dole I gonna keep going like I'm cold I gonna fold
gold
You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm ridin' like, "Fuck it, it's a long road"
Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul
In the middle of heaven and hell
stuck in neutral, I'm
Ridin' like fuck it, it's a long road
Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul
In the middle with heaven and hell
See nigga, only
High on molly
And my baby (baby) rolling too
She rolling too (chee)
Eyes roll back
She kiss my skin
And baby I love you too
Love you too (chee)
High
to taaaaaake.
[Background Prayer]
Our Father, which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come;
thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us
Tryna make a living getting paid
Been a living hell for Heaven's sakes
Time to cut my wings off eagle by my waist
Hit him with the chin drop he don't
rock'n'roll, no more pesky rules, yeah
Smoking crack and drinking whisky,
Doing thing that he found risky
Highway dust and motels whores
knock-knock
listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one, and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying a stairway to Heaven
Your hands with all those silver bands I want you to know
Sent me falling into Heaven's lands so fast so easily
When you plan on skipping rocks
You
rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty
Aimed at your Bentley son
Number one when my shard be blast
Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast
good dancers
There were times when we heard all the answers
In the beating of the drummer
And the riches of the rock and the roll
I can see right
of the drummer and the riches of the rock and the roll
I can see right through your soul
There were times we had it all
There were times we had it all
If
good dancers
There were times when we heard all the answers
In the beating of the drummer and the riches of the rock and the roll
I can see right
specific plan?
To be the man in this wicked land
Underhanded hit's are planned
These scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Undercover die by the random
around, yeah you fuck around and get smoked
Got that loud pack in these Backwoods like summer camp, burn that (roll that weed nigga)
We used to dub
Colene
And her peaches and cream
It'll give us a shot in the arm
Down at our Uncle John's farm
Rock on the porch swing
By the light of the moon
When the joy had left your body
And you were locked in to your own thoughts
You used to love to sit by the water
And watch it lapping on the rocks
to bump
Stop
We ain't down with the block
Live by the glock you'll die by the shot
Name catch fame, but yo soul gone rot
We ain't casting that lot, so I
we're goin' by building our lives on the Rock
It's gonna be worth it one Heavenly day
All of our tears will be wiped away
In the Sanctuary, the Sanctuary
Imma start my day by counting these racks you know what's next
Imma link wit the mafia to get a profit out whoever's best
Had to take it to cross
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