's there in wait Get so close, you grow so much wiser But wake up late On the way to paradise Ornamental or warm and gentle Can you tell heaven from hell As you will
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and out. We won't let you in. And we won't let you in. We don't want what isn't ours. We won't let you in. You win. And the coastline is quiet. While
beat, you know that we Gs You see all the crowns, you know that we kings, you notice the rings Everywhere we go, we roll with the team, yeah And you know
burns as red as blood And all they have caught, they won't return The sky reflects, from superstition they burn When will they ever learn... They never
'd feaced the fact "Nothing is as it should be You're accused of witchery!" "If there is a creator If there is a god... You will pay for all the dead
why they got me going around) You gotta admit... I ain't slippin'(I ain't slippin') Anything you want... stop trippin'(stop trippin) Last night was you
get you And have your mama in church, word for word reading scriptures [Yung Redd] Don't let me grab the chrome, and break up a happy home Long as
get you And have your mama in church, word for word reading scriptures [Yung Redd] Don't let me grab the chrome, and break up a happy home Long as I
too many cracks Any woman I love don't need a pistol, cause she be killing me with that So look into my eyes, and please tell me what you see Will they
console you, with the smallest step you?ll find a way oh of fate borne and life is a jewel but stone will tarnish as dust will descend take a minute
to this slums This ain't livin... Jesus [singers repeat in background 3X] We believed in you Everything you do Just wanna let you know, how we feel Black
everything I touch you touch For every step I take you take For every breath I breather you breathe Every dollar I make you make I told you we'd make
ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preaching church, I gave you love now you eating dirt Needing work, and I ain't the
* You better hide nigga *censored* is near And you know just as well I do You ain't no killer So kill that You wouldn't kill if you had to We might
in ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt Needin work, and I ain't