Lyrics:
I pray!
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven,
To Live with Thee there.
the dear children in thy tender care
And fit us for heaven to live with thee there
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down
are planned
Scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Outlaws motherfuckers die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was
pray
Bless all the dear children
In thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
children in Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven to live with Thee there
the dear children in Thy tender care
And fit us for heaven to live with Thee there
pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And fate us for heaven
To live with Thee there
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven
To live with Thee there
I pray!
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender care
And take us to heaven,
To Live with Thee there.
children in Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven to live with Thee there
children in Thy tender care
And take us to Heaven to live with Thee there
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.
knew,
And in return I'll give,
As long as I may live,
Devotion, only to you!
Original Italian Words and Music by Ugo Calise
With Italian/English
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,
And fit us for heaven, to live with thee there.
Verse Two
Five-eleven, the young one went to heaven
Yo with the gun to his head; yo he was already dead
Sunday mornin in court, the judge got Wyclef
With a rebel yell more, more, more
He lives in his own Heaven
Collects it to go from the 7-11
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just
by a
Person that I thought I trusted, where I live
It's a war at the cribs, walk with a strap
Myself 'cause I don't want nobody's son on my back
My
in tune
The music's played by the mad men
Forever young, I want to be forever young
do you really want to live forever, forever, forever
Forever
tune
The music's played by the m-madman
Forever young
I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever, whenever
Forever
tune
Music's played by the, the mad men
Forever young, I wanna be forever young
Do you really wanna live forever, forever and ever?
Forever young,
the rap tone we're
Hustling and grinding with my duff
Weeping and cutting for my daughter
Heaven since mama been my father
My brothers my one
Can't pillow
listening
Don't even know the condition you're in
What I told you that God up in Heaven
Can send you to Hell or forgive you of sin
You believe me though?
God
.jpg/300px-Heaven_17_(181).jpg "Heaven 17")
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