Lyrics:
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)
(Only time
a dismemberment up in the cafeteria
Put a health alert across the whole area
I got a ten foot pole
I can't get near to ya
verse 2
Deadman
A bony little finger
444, my little niggas on the move
You niggas moving slow like, you driving by a school
Pulled up on who boy you trynna make the news
You gon get hurt,
heaven...
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven...
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
Little children go where I send thee
How should I send thee
I'm gonna send you one by one
One for the little bitty baby
Born of the virgin Mary
would be written 1-0
Get it?
That'd be swell, for multiplying by 12
Hey Little Twelvetoes, I hope you're well
Must be some far-flung planet where
Dave Guard/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Children, go where I send thee. How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send you one by one, one for the little
One little Christmas tree was standing alone
Waiting for someone to come by
One little Christmas tree that never had grown
Cried as he looked up
little stars spellin' out your name
You gotta come on, come on, say that we'll be together
Come on, come on, little taste of heaven
Oh, oh
It's half
on Scales, I wanna make it to the heavens
But I was out here tryna make some sells
And mummy told me only time would tell
I know I like me a little buss down
thought I couldn't face it
Let me count the ways
The love we have you can't replace it
Just hold on, I'm not that strong
There's a little piece of heaven
be lickin' blackberry molasses out my asses
J'son, who the fuck time ya wastin'? You're nathan
I got no patience for little dick tastin'
I'd rather
I once was lost in sin, but Jesus took me in
And let a little light from heaven fills my soul.
He bathed my heart in love, and He wrote my name
You are but a phoenix among feathers
You're broken by the waves among the sea
They'll let you die, they'll let you wash away
But you swim as well
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
burst their bubble
But we'll be getting by alright (uh uh uh)
I'm caught up in the middle
Jumping through the riddle
I'm falling just a little
One little Christmas tree was standing alone
Waiting for someone to come by
One little Christmas tree that never had grown
Cried as he looked up
I once was lost in sin
But Jesus took me in
And then a little light from heaven filled my soul
It bathed my heart in love
And wrote my name
me that you care
I will be so proud to have you
Standing by my side
Little girl I'm so in love with you
We'll be so happy together
We'll build
me that you care
I will be so proud to have you
Standing by my side
Little girl I'm so in love with you
We'll be so happy together
We'll build
he'd be a little boy
But he'll get taller as the time goes by
He'd be a little boy, he'd be a little boy
But pretty soon he'll hear the other boys
And swear by stars above
You'll be mine forever
In a heaven of love
Sugar in the mornin'
Sugar in the evenin'
Sugar at suppertime
Be my little sugar
And love
ghetto heaven
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
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