Lyrics:
live then you die where your body goes
If it's Hell or it's Heaven
6 or the 7 well I'll keep the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is
much say on the 7th album? - light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right
no switch blades
Every kid's got a TEC 9 or a hand grenade
Thirty-seven killed last week in a crack war
Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store
suffer
You so humble out in public
Computer make you tougher
I got Rosé by the bottle
Bitches by the car-load 6 or 7 new ones
I'm switching up the tomorrow
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
RSVP in heaven
My sins are more than seven
Turn the amps up to eleven
Walk out of Arturo's loft
With 10 dollars and a pack of smokes
Score some dope by
or two.
You will defy and make the black turn blue
And I'm all in, it's the way I see you
You've got me wrapped up and tied.
Yet I'm still falling
For
Woah
Comin back to life
Think I just died
Birds in the sky
Clouds off white
Heaven down low
Yeah hell is up high
Fuck writin wrongs
Imma wrong
)
(Twenty four, twenty four yeah)
Heaven's only made up in my mind all along
(Twenty four, twenty four seven)
(Twenty four, twenty four yeah)
Twenty four,
)
(Twenty four, twenty four yeah)
Heaven's only made up in my mind all along
(Twenty four, twenty four seven)
(Twenty four, twenty four yeah)
Twenty four,
(ALEPH-TAV)
On the 120th Jubilee
You will see
The alpha and omega
Holy and sublime
Getting souls to step up
To the divine
Towards the heavens
Both
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
you hater criticize
So captivated by your phony lies
You shoot your best shot at my demise
Shocked at the way that I bounce back up and rise
24/7
sister I was in 7th grade
Same year Avary got stabbed in his heart and moved to heaven gates
He was 2 years old it hurt my soul because I felt the blame
My
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
rival we'll battle straight to heaven
The series tied welcome to game 7
Trap myself in the dungeon
Make sure I'm cooking up
Got my head in the clouds
I'm
evening
Question number seven: I'll pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby
And question number eight: it's a date
That's question number nine: where
and your mind
Your mind, your mind
If there is a God you'll look and you'll find
You will find
(Praise KOD)
LAJFA! Last words spoken by my mom
Heaven
My thoughts of you collide
Where heaven does reside
My hands are tied to tight for me
Why can't you free up time
Your life was left behind
It's only
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
and your mind
Your mind, your mind
If there is a God you'll look and you'll find
You will find
(Praise KOD)
LAJFA! Last words spoken by my mom
Heaven
here and now
Ooh all optimism disappeared
Replaced by something less endowed
Sometimes I'm up in heaven
When you hold me in your arms
Sometimes I'm
his (G7)body to claim
There he was lying but he felt no (C)pain
Now he has gone up to (G7)Heaven we know
The little paper boy who died in the (C)snow
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