Lyrics:
make it to Heaven
When I come through the hood, I don't stop to rap to n- (yeah)
Get close enough to smack, get it clap ya, n-
Pop tried to front so
bean'n, stalk'n just to get to me love
I wanna be your golden goose
I wanna shave my legs for you
I wanna take all of my hair down and let you lay in it
know we can, I know we can, I know we can, I know we can
Get away (yeah)
Let's leave today
Let's get away (what ya, what ya, what ya, what ya know?)
how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul
what's my sign, so I threw up the 59
I'm a lord, out the 7th Ward I pick the lock on heaven's door
Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night
Get up
the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
to Heaven, I hope I make it to Heaven
When I come through the hood, I don't stop to rap to niggas (yeah)
Get close enough to smack, get it clap ya, nigga
the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with
the Peas will do it
Get started, get stupid
Don't worry about it, people, we'll walk you through it
Step by step like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with
Sound Like Heaven
A 7-6-5-4-3-2-1 aCome On Rahiem Come And Get Some
Yes Yes Y'all, Ya Don't Stop, Come On, Come On, Huh
I Wanna Hit The Top
I'm A One
I'm selling mine
Shots fired but expired by the 7th time
How the fuck you cool
You don't even know the rules
He just flew the coop and
Got chickens he
going crazy
This nigga going 7th
These days you know the
Hammer under the pillow
Got a mansion left from the ghetto
I'm trapped in the middle
So niggas
Sometimes I feel like I'm a god but I'm not a god
If I was I don't know which heaven would have me momma
Let me run this bitch
I'ma run it into the ground
should've heard them knocked-out jailbirds sing
Let's rock everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
lines sayin oh damn they to fine/
thats it this the motha fuckin 7th line/
fuck it im tired of rhymes/
so ima go sit back and pop my motha fuckin nine
should've heard them knocked-out jailbirds sing
Let's rock everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
bodies in me, then sneaking them out
Back in middle school, I was fiending for dick
7th grade, sending my homies some pics
Daddy never knew what I did
should've heard them knocked-out jailbirds sing
Let's rock; everybody, let's rock
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock
the angels took them both to heaven
God knew little Andy would be lonesome with her gone
Now Sandy and her puppy dog won't ever be alone
Ain't ya got no
mixed jazz blues and pops
And the salsa fusion, he's lady's shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the 7th day, it was
up when we get down
And get a little southbound, southbound
We get a little southbound, southbound
Let's get a little southbound, southbound
We
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