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I gotta a bigger deposit in heaven 
I gotta a bigger deposit
I gotta a bigger deposit in heaven 

I gotta a bigger deposit
I gotta a bigger deposit in

gone wipe
You ain’t no motherfuckin’ slime nigga
They’d prolly love me more
If I had cap in my lyrics
I know they’d prolly love me
More if I ain’t have

What can I do, girl, to get through to you
'Cause I love you baby (baby)
Standing here baptized in all my tears, baby through the years
You know I'm

on the seventh, my n- 
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'

By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before

enough
So no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
I won't sit back down
I won't shut my mouth
Or stop singing out 
Till I'm six feet in the ground
Won't bow my

My Life

Geto Boys

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

to the tails
Searchin' for heaven and livin' in hell
They say I'm wrong for teaches this on
Fuck what you believe, can't heal by myself
That's the way I'm

the antlers, hopeless, got silent
Lambs and hannibal in camera roll, this
Writers hand you can’t control, dancing
With janet jackson in panty hose, frantic

And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No

Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No kombucha
Just COLTRANE
5th Ave
Blow
Sax on the block
A great day in Harlem
Well maybe that's the problem
We living for today
We

Bald headed in a bed
Probably better off dead
Popped an e pill now I see her in my fucking head
No it wasn't a waste though, I can tell
By the smile

these cyphers?
I treat 'em like they a war, don't want no mediators
Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greezy neighbors

Shut the Eff Up! (Hoe)

MC Lyte

Eyes on This

1989

(I think it's time I start feeling bitchy
	I've been too nice too long
	Yup, it's definitely time I get nasty)  --> Millie Jackson

	(Gon' be some

Tear the hide off your enemies 
Send 'em to heaven
You re-murder them bastards
Send 'em back to earth
I re-birth 'em and blast 'em 
I put some liquor in

of mine
I got Jackson 5 i got "Flashing Lights"
And I'm laughing like
The hooded klan ain't trying to
Put me in afterlife like I'm passing by
With no

Style of X-Pression [Bonus Track]

Kid Rock

Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast

1990

I was once out cold at 15 years old
Rolled and sold, you, me, and Bo
Sittin' in Jackson infested with rats
With a silver gat tucked deep in my

God sent wit not a cent to my name that's nonsense... here wit a knot full of wit hoping for cents in a knot... hope that don't tie your sense in

land

Walking through deserted streets
Tears formed in his eyes
Surprised by this agony
A flash of light
The roar of violence
The painful screams
A fight

I'll tear the sky
I'll tear the sky away
I'll tear the sky
I'll tear the sky away
Unveil the mystery
No where to hide
No where to hide away
Once your

Too Much Heaven

The Nylons

Because

1994

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by, I'm waiting in line
Nobody get too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain

No one understands this frustration coming from these tears
I've been ducking rounds dodging death so now I have no fear when it comes to life 
I

Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven

(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one

What could death offer
Spin around my head while I'm laying in the sofa
Taking up no meds maybe that is why I suffer
This is why I'm tougher
Baby I

We were peoples 
We all used to dwell together
We used to ride with each other 
In any weather. 
But what happened 
We all went on our own separate