Search results for 'this pressure by 7th heaven' Page #49

that bible into use
you ain't better than your brother
Lay it down and make a truce
Sin is sin
God forgive
This a gift that we abuse
Seventy-Seven

no fakin'
I feel pressure so it got me a little shaky
I gotta admit (Woah yeah)
Ya'll ain't shit (Woah yeah)
I made this a hit (Woah yeah)
Straight

feel it burning

Make me want to want this
Monday's only one in seven
Keep me off the mattress
Can't feel hell 
Can't find heaven
Where are all my

patient
Long days & nights stomach aching
Came in tha 4th quarter clutch McGrady
It is ah habit no sleep until I gasp it
Early morning 10pc but no zaxbys

romance
Led with a slow dance
If that's what it will take
I'll move the heavens
Six feet or seven
Depending on it's weight

We have a problem
With

this one for the summer
I apply pressure, when I come by
I speak the truth, you won't catch me, in a lie
Imma tell it how it is, ain't nothing imma hide

mouth runnin'
Ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The Feds and the punk police
Pointin' pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong 'cause

do you bad
Nooooo
Girl I'm just asking you for one chance .. one chance
Ohhhh
This is an opportunity
That I
Can't let pass me by
Cause I
What if I

plane
Dinners with the same niggas, just higher bills
And all the models Himalayan, they got higher heels

You know we're all alone in this together,

the surpassing riches of his Grace
Demonstrated by his kindness to us
In Christ Jesus
Four, it is by grace you are saved through Faith
And this not from yourself

got to be moving forward low with a stalk 
Keep with banging soon with the pressure referee make the call
This the realest 7 minutes now you got to make

Gotti got down for his
Let off seven rounds
The kid he hit is heaven bound
If he's on the good list
Shorty who shot 'em ran
Knowing niggas would snitch

This is the myth that grows in the garden
On the land below the heavens
Where plants yield and fruit trees seed
With everything you want

administration
Determined to shut it down
I attended some of the parties
Had encounters with some of the boys
I was haunted by my nature
And a punishing voice
I

Wu Banga

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched five
Those elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flying death-defying flow like the Rebel

frozen
Took a chill pill
But this pill ain't chilling
I'm growing old and I'm feeling sold
I'm getting cold, I'm finna fold bruh
I stare to heaven to get

Christmas, she'll miss this
Beautiful face, my wishlist
By New Years is to date her
And that cute Latina mistress
Think that she's Dominican
Or maybe a little

An if it's about the focus
I'm like Ritalin
I'm calling your bluff
And plus
I can't be distracted by the lust
Of the game
Pressure in veins
Look into my

This life I thought 
I had it wrapped up 
Pretty bow up top
Not in a million years 
Did I think things 
Could get this tough
But let’s be honest

Had to sew up
This hole up in the sky
Before all of my people die
Caucasoid skin 
Full of sin
Intimidated by melanin 
I'm insinuating we're heaven sent

guard down
Guns are sold like booze in this town
Take a deep breath and wait 'till sundown
'Till sundown
Seven years of routine medication
Remeron,

applying that pressure
Im rapping to you hope getting the message
Baby girl this is way more than a gesture
It's like writing a letter 
I'm good with words

this dick, you'll think she heaven sent
Know we sliding in a Benz, but in my pocket I got them franklins
Better check yo man he talking crazy you might

for my mistakes



I've been caught up in my feelings
(God You know)

I just cannot find the meaning
(Time to go)

By myself Lord I can't make it