Lyrics:
Why you so dramatic?
Why you so dramatic?
You think I give a fuck or you talk static
I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic
You think I give a fuck
There's a highway of stars across the heavens
There's whispering song of the wind in the grass
There's the rolling thunder across the savanna
A hope
Why you so dramatic?
Why you so dramatic?
You think I give a fuck or you talk static
I'm holdin' heaven it's automatic
You think I give a fuck
soul
I know it's no limits to how high I can go
On the highway 2 heaven, I keep my eyes on the road
But they want me to quit, they want me to fold
They
pitchin change
I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle
Threw flacks in the crack game, getchu if I can getchu
Since a buck, played the highway
Blending in romantic fashion, melody, moonlight and passion,
Riding high on heaven's highway,
Purple stars are guiding my way;
I am like a comet whizzing
After lying in the weeds by the side of the road
My conscience died a few years ago
Had a loss of direction with no reason to go back
So I settled in
They say the Devil is alive and well
In Northport, Long Island
A sleepy town turned upside down
By a little Satanic violence
Ricky was the Acid
You know who is sitting by his side
It's the Son of Man who is Jesus can't you see
I am always looking to Yah
The Ancient of Days He's the King
two racks it's only Tuesday
And by Wednesday it had me feeling woozy
So by Thursday I had to leave her thirsty
I treat this shit like it's freaky Friday
You are crouched before the fire
In a state park by the highway
And through the heavy pine trees
Ten-ton trucks go groaning by
Like the screams
What an exit, what an exit
Always liked to be a tad bit dramatic
Center of attention
Did I forget to mention
I bet you're somewhere in the sky
are they haunted by?
Why won't anyone just close their eyes?
Could it hurt them to rest for a while?
Do they need their friends to be a lover?
pants and sleeves
I carry this carapace worn thin by he and she
Danced to dust and dusk and
Strung along the highway
I found my way belligerent
the middle
I was on a highway to heaven
But I was going through hell
Stepping outside these imaginary lines
Gambling on right or wrong
When all we had was
[Ghostface Killah]
I think it happened on a Saturday
I heard the phone ring, ding, ding
Who this? 'Vine yo..
Wise guy killed last night by
Heading west past the cotton fields
Highway 6 in the rain
Even the trees' backs are bent and pleading
For relief from the pain
The air is thick like
Flipped, and dropped upon the home atop the lawn
Dramatic cretin creepin' onto porch
Screamin' at demon, femur too weak to reach 'em
We seen the senile, we
ever fake
Let the words, penetrate
Its time, to meditate
Looking up, to heavens gates
God showed the way
By lettting his son, demonstrate
Real
To go down in the DM, and be dramatic
Going back to a cheater, that's called stupidity
Soul ties ain't nothing to play with
It ain't right if you don't
you on?
Hi-highway to heaven, I would drive you home
Uhh
Uhh, I’m screaming MOB money Over Bullshit
Don’t bullshit me
Hello world it’s Little Full
even when things were rough
Seven deadly exes, it's a heck of a rush
Threatened every second, I'm confessing my love
To this heaven I was blessed with,
the treasure thats hidden by merlin
I heard its hidden on the bottom of the ocean
trynna find a mermaid make love like a potion
Its not about the size its about
Why is bitches fighting bout a facebook status
I can't have more than six hoes they too dramatic
Bitch I ain't paying for the pussy just let me have
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