Lyrics:
I've been told
The streets in heaven are lined with gold
I ask you how things could get much worse
If the Russians happen to get up there first
I've been told
The streets in heaven are lined with gold
I ask you how things could get much worse
If the Russians happen to get up there first
Picture me in heaven, and I show up
I'm a Black sun, watch me glow up
Mind of a child, so I never age
In God's imagination
I'm forever saved
And I
The reaper is on your back,
It's time to wake the fuck up,
You will live and die,
By the book,
This hell won't take you to heaven,
Hypnotized by the lies,
Got
and turned it dark black
Caught feelings and I never got my heart back
I know it sounds a little far fetched
Walk by faith, not by sight
I guess that what they
I got the world in my iris
If heaven ain't real I'm Osiris
& If I survive From this virus
Then I ma come back as a giant
And these niggas
club and a bouncer
Good or bad completely underwhelmed by the outcome
Mascot of the straight face
Emotionally displaced
To the point I asked them not
glory rush in like a flood
We are fixed on this one thing
To know Your goodness and see Your glory
We're transformed by this one thing
To know Your
I see the heavens when I look in your eyes
You're supernatural a gift so divine
You're the lyrics to the song I'm singing
And every time it play for
hard
Never have I felt the need to be this close
Words cannot say, heaven only knows
I wanna know what good love feels like
Good love, good love
That's ran by greed
Money and the power
For me I'm a survivor
I do what I have to and only God can judge me for that
So before you cash your stones down
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
hell
Sleeping in a cold cell, fighting cases with no bail
I hang with all shooters on the DL
Niggas that hate to see mail
Catch a body today & by
I ain't lucky, I struggle and my life is far from being easy
But don't you worry about me because keep pushing forward
No matter what goes in front
Wish I was a plane, flying high alone
Heading towards the sun, taking myself home
Troubles far behind, worries down below
Floating by my side, clouds
true, sir.
We're Who's who, sir.
I'm a Who and so is she
Mayor & Mrs. Mayor:
We're tiny little people blowing by in the air,
Wonder how and why
We're
came up on my side
Floating onto heavens gates, living too many days, what if she'da stay
I ain't even see the stars align
If it's with her i'd spend
if heaven exists, come and show me some traces
Convince me by showing the signs
For as long as I don't see a light, hear a sound or a voice so bright
everytime, you understand
Til the point don't need sight, I just feel with my hands
Damn, do it again, yes I'm so in lust
Cuz I could tell by your body fine
I deliver lyrics like I'm working for the postal
Adding wisdom to my rhythms like an old soul
I'm blessed heavily by the Al-mighty God of grace
Screw
Wish I was a plane, flying high alone
Heading towards the sun, taking myself home
Troubles far behind, worries down below
Floating by my side, clouds
It's a long walk to heaven
I take it step by step
If I never make it to heaven
I'll have just one regret
You were gone before your time
And it still
And time is on a rolling tide
I watch as it goes by
You slip away through a grip that holds tight
Well this house is full of yesterdays gouls
They chase us
someone so true
Then along came you, who sought me through and through
Heaven sent woman, you were meant for me
I was out on a limb living by the seat of my
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