Lyrics:
God will open up a window and a blessing he'll pour out
When there's a praise in the temple
And a praise in the house
It's service time, it's
Diamond eyes and blue windows
I don't need those
I don't need those
'Cause I don't need no
Room service, room service
No, just you
I don't need no room
you glance down/at your
wedding band it's slow. the brownsville architecture opens up a long construction of the window which is
image,
Room service in the presi
I can be the one to change ya life if you let me
Take you on a trip to see some shit, won't forget it
Open up the window
It be like ayy what
Denial of service
Ops outside my window
Put 'em deep beneath the surface
It be like ayy what
Denial of service
3D printed
Yeah, get ‘em off the floor
Take ‘em out the box
Turn on the stove, set ‘em in a pot
Don’t forget the jar
Whip ‘em ‘till they hard
We about to open
all watching it all
Burn
(The telephone number you have dialed is temporarily not in service)
Sometimes you got to close a door to open a window
never get where they're goin'
Sweat flies out my pores
Life's a window open
But the billies are old and their horns are impotent
I'll strike up a convo
the stained glass windows that they would
Encompass the sky itself. That the five bells had to be
Placed outside of the building, in open-space and plain
Gonna go the extra mile
Coin an architecture style
Climbing up to the top
Looking for an open window
Peering through: sunny view
See the world
me dueles mas que una bala
Ride for me get the car
Crack the windows open
Whats the move? How far?
Bitch we get it poppin'
Ride for me get the car
me dueles mas que una bala
Ride for me get the car
Crack the windows open
Whats the move? How far?
Bitch we get it poppin'
Ride for me get the car
a put God first
It is black till it's out of service
Came from the block with the rusty Needles
Bring the buddy car back with some Tinted windows
Working
girlfriend
And a bottle of wine
Bring me a future
Just make sure it's mine
Will you open the window
But leave out the cold
Could you make a phone call
and resurrection at the door
The shot the cures and provoke the hearse to the core
Like the burning assault
Layers of the skin growing over the open scars
Tapping
and still kept an open eye
Focused like the ocean tides, their moving with precision
I'm pacing with a patient stride, I'm posed to go the distance
The soul
and thrash
An otherworldly blaze crosses the barred windows
And a sudden lurch hurls you down!”
Cells with plasma bars disconnect
Primal screams cause no
as the wind blow
Ash the $50 marijuana out the window
My golden aura shine
Rising past the borderline
I crush the grape like a Greek
To make a gorgeous wine
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
help me, no one can
I can feel these curtains closin'
I go to open 'em
But something pulls 'em closed again
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Feels
It's a fucking circus
You can't find your purpose
And you always nervous
So you do the service
Threw my old photos in a furnace
Went through a lot,
a record company, givin out advancements
Get my money back, by any circumstances
My million dollar spot, not to mention
Drive through service, Church's
the rock called double up
So get lit take a hit shop is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
(E-40) Sometimes I wonder if
the rock called double up
So get lit take a hit shop is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
(E-40) Sometimes I wonder if
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