Lyrics:
They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time
This is not Thirty-Eight, but it's old Ninety-Seven
You must
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored:
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favoured one.
86 summers gone by
Bambino put a hex on the Bean
We were living on a tear and a sigh
In the shadow of the Bronx machine
Man, you could feel it
give me thirty seven dollars and you can have that
If I could fly
I would probably never come down
With all of the bullshit confusion on the ground
small but oh my
Little David was small but oh my
Fought big Goliath
Who'd lay down and die'th
David was small but oh my.
To get into heaven, don't
I wonder if every body hope that this song is not depressing as the last one was
Heaven smelled like Nag Champas
Come here darling, ash my blunt
I've got a merry go round, little girl don't you want to ride?
I've got a merry go round, now little girl, now don't you want to ride?
Now don't be
frequent for his shenanigans
Now, Daddy and him twins in addiction
Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
By liquefied demons
Had become what he
frequent for his shenanigans
Now, Daddy and him twins in addiction
Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
By liquefied demons
Had become what he
with this chicken wondering if I'ma creep her
Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika
Coming through, like I do, you know, getting my bark on
Knew
I wonder if every body hope that this song is not depressing as the last one was
Heaven smelled like Nag Champas
Come here darling, ash my blunt
might be On The Road Again
Messin' around with my Pride & Joy
But I'll still be countin' My blues still a-mountin
I'm the 7th Son Of A Seventh Son and I
mansion up yonder
'Cause she's been through hell here on earth
Lord, give her my share of Heaven
If I've earned any here in this life
'Cause God, I believe
afraid
You're too far down by now to be scared
Two hundred eighty-seven feet
I saw Jesus and it made sense that He was there
So belong but don't be
Cause the ones off dead soldier hang a little loose
With AK-47 that they shooting into heaven
Like they trying to kill the Jetsons
They struggle little
These little rappers I can see them in my dash cam
I know they're grouchy like Oscar by the trash can
I'm on stage, you can sit in the crowd
I be up in
was puss n' boots way up to here
She's a little bit of heaven, a 24-7
A 10 every day of the year
Now there must be some mistake
I'm feelin' so high
These little rappers I can see
Them in my dash cam
I know they're grouchy like Oscar
By the trash can
I'm on stage, you can sit in the crowd
I be up in
gives thanks
For this little bit of heaven on earth.
Verse 2 Tonight, by the light of a star in the sky,
His mother is singing a sweet lullaby.
Ridin' on her bicycle to school
A little girl out breakin' all the rules
She don't care about the birds and the bees
She's too busy skinnin' both
to answer to your calling
I will be a candle in the darkness
I will be the hand of heaven above
I will be a mirror that reflects your endless love
I will be
clutchin' her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears
There must be a heaven where
Ex-girlfriend called me up
Alone and desperate
On the prison phone
They want, to give her seven years
For being sad
I love all of you
Hurt by the cold
So
clutchin' her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears
There must be a heaven where
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