Lyrics:
Dear Christopher, I wanna talk to you
I know by now you've been feeling blue
You don't quite know what's going on inside
But here I am, here to tell
not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
got a picture of your house
your were standin' by the door
it's black and white and faded
and it's lookin' pretty worn
i see the factory that I
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
the gatekeeper who was standing by Heaven's door
He said, "I hope you brought a good supply of you know"
Oh don't worry
Where did you go wrong?
Pass that
medicine
I grab my iron and proceeded to let em down no heaven sent
These haters on my back look like walkers, all talkers
Eyes blue no badge, but they
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye Bessie and your Ma
How you brought it home to me
Don't it make you sugar blue
The changes going by
We made our music too
´
on heavens door
An´ I say-I want you to freshen up my mind
so I pray-that you will be there to spend the time
Come baby,come baby,rock my life
come
there won't be no stoppin', no no
And I'll get your knockin' on heavens door, oh oh
So come baby, come baby, rock my life
Come baby, you're maybe
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
the gatekeeper who was standing by Heaven's door
He said, "I hope you brought a good supply of you know"
Oh don't worry
Where did you go wrong?
Pass that
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
the clouds away would there really be blue skies
Someday they'll meet again beyond heavens gate
In another life they'll love again until then she can't wait
and be knockin' my hustle? (Right)
My nigga my Ace Hood know I hustle hard
(So what we tell 'em?) All my
Ambition come from my struggles (Go)
Little nigga
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
fear had become my go-to, where the Father of Heaven was actually supposed to be. I felt dead.
One day I woke up by a voice gently whispering to my
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
build more on Heaven's shores
Been through hell with mac elevens
Kicking down Heaven's doors
My defense fuck the world
Motherfuckas should of feed us more
Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she
face got dark scars
By the way, shoulda told me about your car door
Aye Imma still be driving that whip though
Riding at 5am on the highway with
paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more)
Three, it's time to put them burglar bars on the doors (fo' sho)
Five, watch for 12, nigga, they gon'
Told all my niggas we was gone ball, regardless
Put that on everything
I got a blue dream, I put that on everything
Benjamins in my wallet you can
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