Lyrics:
lose ya
Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa
Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often
Narrow margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman
lose ya
Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa
Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often
Narrow margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman
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
that it brings
Death, don't keep me from my door
Are you afraid to die?
Have you been sanctified by the blood purified?
Keep me from my door
Emotions running wild
I could feel it when I'm next to you
Something's on ya mind
You wanna stay but won't tell me
It's about of secrecy
So what are you
goin' try to change ya.
You are a shooting star, that's why you are my favorite.
I caught her when she feel from heaven.
1 to 10, baby girl is an 11.
Yo, I'm every MC, it's all in me
That's the way it is, when ya gotta be
Indeed as I distort I proceed, I need
Gettin' hotter than sacks of boom,
heaven or hell
Honestly, it's getting hard to tell, (I told ya)
Heaven in, heaven in, heaven in, heaven in, heaven in hell
Heaven in, heaven in, heaven in,
it live'th.
What through the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it give'th.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm
it to that Hot 9-7
B.I.G. rest in peace, I know your smilin in heaven
Look here
I'm on the road to riches and diamond rings
Real gangstas do real
Sippin' on 8-ball
Used to tell him to pass the weed
I wish I could tell him to smoke it allNot my dogg
The mission is deep, peep, so listen up while ya
The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
I can feel nigga best deals
You can get the steal
If you ill I'm concealed with a
Technina millameter by my side
God
man did seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky muhfucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock
And said "Ya see that thing right there, well you know what that means"
And I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if
seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky motherfucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock drunk
My
I used to tell my friends about the doors to the other side
Living in the basement of my basement on 11th
Ride the 7th month a couple - shit -
in me im in the final four
Once they blow me up what's mine is yours
Switch from jpg now its chris dior
These demons are beneath me im on the 7th
whodi, and don't smoke it
Jack one of my souljas lil daddy; I doubt dat!
Get paid on the 1st & 15th, we bout dat!
A thousand fuckin grams, lil whodi, I
And said "Ya see that thing right there, well you know what that means"
And I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if
recognition in the end?
Unforgivable like seeing your wife on your wedding night
When I'm consumed by the darkness, I'm truly in my prime
Doors are closing
just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for
I told yall before this the return of the gawd,
God-body you are now entering the
7th Ascension of heaven
All praise to the most high
You Ready???
These songs are for Bisan
I pray that you keep going
I don't how it be but
I want you to know that I see ya
Once upon a time a little bitch named
get some
Yo it's eazy-er said than dunn.
Wooooooo!
Wooooooo!
Now it's easy for me to get my point across
So listen up close if ya don't ya
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