Lyrics:
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven and she's Daddy's Little Girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
Can't you see? Seven years old
Caught you with tears in your eyes
'Cause a nigga cheatin', telling you lies
Then I started to cry
As we knelt
the hotel floor
Now then later, I was thinking it over by the snack machine
I thought about you and a candy bar
The now and laters, now that I've got,
There's a jersey on the wall
In a high-school gym in my hometown
In the corner, by the scoreboard
Where the bleacher seats fold down
Twenty-seven
and the pride is the death and fall of man
In the 7th month of the year 1999 an ancient god of wrath will return
bringing fire, water, death and destruction.
it's four in the morning, suns set and
Seven minutes with you and it's heaven
Ain't an hour that rolls by
I love you 24-7, 3-6-5
Give you my name, if you
murdered by those counter revolutionary cads!
Old Harry went to heaven
He reached the Gates with ease,
Said, "May I speak with Comrade God;
I am Harry
Twenty seven hundred years ago
God spoke to a prophet so mankind would know
That a heavenly Promise He'd one day reveal
Through the womb of a woman
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
commander
Gave him an army face and number
All but the outlaw jack of diamonds
And the aces in the sky
Well, he gave his sevens first instructions
thang forever baby
Imma show you off all to the world
When I look in your eyes I see heaven baby
You’re my Queen til the end do us part
You’re my queen
years, let him be drenched by the dew
Let him live with the mind of an animal
So that he may know...
That the Most High reigns over the kingdoms of men
because of my jersey?
It is because that I'm perfect?
Ridin' down 85, three in the morning
Why you pull me over sayin' you smell marijuana? (Smellin'
cauterised
By years of useeless heartache
Every shallow nights reaction sounding twisted up and wrong
These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
Blood money
Blood money
Bathed in blood money
Ticket into heaven
Bathed in blood money
Seven times seven times seven
Two thousand years ago
Death
step-dad
When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger
Got a little older, man, the force got stronger (yeah)
And me and my rap partner wasn't
another year has gone by
We celebrate (we celebrate)
On the 24th of September
On the 24th of September (on the 24th of September, on the 24th)
My love, my
of my t.v. screen.
24-7, You wait for me.
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees.
Host of heaven, sing over me.
Entertaining angels
the word gay
Rumors grow like tumors, my ass increased & so did they
I still remember 7th grade when my metabolism caved
My family members like you gettin
it's
not a case of being lonely
We have here,
I've been working on this palm tree
For eighty seven years
I said: No, it's
not a case of being lonely
We
it's
not a case of being lonely
We have here,
I've been working on this palm tree
For eighty seven years
I said: No, it's
not a case of being lonely
We
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