Lyrics:
heaven
Flat black Chevy, flat black MAC 11
I'm rolling up by the pound, you rolling up by the seven
Walk in the room with the black and white fur, that
(Ohhh-ohooo)
(Yeah yeah yeah)
She said she wanna be mine
Falling back in love well she gonna be mine
Heaven in hell when you're by my side
Knowing
Imagine if we're already dead
Waiting to live, living in hell
Trying to cross over to
Heaven we're confusing ourselves
Planet earth's like Oceans 11
We're
the days
We didn't dwell on our fait
Blowing wit T60t and Crazo on 7th
On Mook and paCman on 8th
Watching For The Enemies
While we Still up On The Creep
hitting licks since I use to say presentate
Back in 7th grade, that was great, I was getting cake
With my slime like sito
Give her that wood, Home Depot
a close call with a grenade
I think we both must have been about 7th grade
But don't panic we both survived without damage
But we developed a bond like we
When we were young the world seemed so old
Careless and cold
We did what we were told in our lives
When we were young
Had the world by the tail
Good
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In
the pick, the Lee suit, and the afro.
Now from the flair jeans on 169th and College.
Watching the dude lean on one-seven-o
With a Kangol 'cross America,
I
to heaven by the grace of God in me,
Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three
Across the bridge (across the bridge)
There'll be no sorrow (there'll be
somebody else got to wait
Seven hundred billion but my old neighborhood
Ain't nothing changed but the date
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing ever come from
Shawn Carter was born December 4th
Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
He was the last of my four children
The only one who didn't give me any pain
life will put you in a crazy world
Just by knowing crime will never cure
So I'm strapped like Girbaud jeans
I'd rather see the pen like I was bowling
strange new town, this strange hemisphere
God, it was state of the art
You called each of my sorrows by name
And a tide of tender mercies shook my body
ain't find that shit funny
V2
I put on for my city
Downtown looking great
When God made that 7th wd he ain't make no mistakes
Go get it go get it go
Seven Sins
And evil grins
Our journey's far from done
Our good luck charm
Keeps us from harm
Until the battle's won
Fight through the déjà vu
Colours
Written by Warren Zevon 1993 Zevon Music BMI
Time marches on
Time stands still
Time on my hands
Time to kill
Blood on my hands
And my hands in
never heard my cries
Never looked back and never thought twice
A glimpse of truth glowing in your eyes
Knowing we won´t be alright
And the heavens never
heaven, so they approve Nicki like my credit score's seven
Mac and cheese, six, fried chicken the guts
And I'm killing these bitches, Mike Vickin' it up
needed me a break like God resting on the 7th day
Yeah
And they don't wanna see me elevate
Descended from the heavens and landed on 27th May
Yeah, hate
These little rappers I can see
Them in my dash cam
I know they're grouchy like Oscar
By the trash can
I'm on stage, you can sit in the crowd
I be up in
believe that she'd look upon beside him to care
And I'd go by the Lord and when she's on my way
But I don't belong there
No, I don't belong to her, I don't
on the take
For short cake, we won't hesistate
I miss inhabitants who politic in residence for presidents
Across 110th, to 55th
My covenant is protected, I'm
the music begin
As I detect what I wrote with my
Through the time that I spent, money that I lent
Rap records went up just to bounce
Then became a new way
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