Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it
Traduction: Convergent. Heaven In Her Arms.
[feat. Paul Cain] [Fabolous:] It goes however I wanted to These bitches never say can't I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants Big house
lap danced lapel, punctuated by her Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching Gizzard soft as a mane of needles His orifice icicles hemorrhaged By combing her
The Reason Why Ya Girl Keep Eyein' I'm Eyein' Her Back Louie Purse, With The Hat I'm Not A Trick But I'm Rich So I'm Buyin' Her That And I'm Tired Of
california livin proof Ya boy to rock a Konvict, what it do I been had with these other niggas gettin to Take ya girl home and make her earn all them
tossed her, Arms and legs in the garbage cos the rest of her, I lost her, Her head is in the disposal with Jessica's I squashed her, And put her through
now [Chorus] Young ladies throw your drinks up (throw 'em up) Make your waist and the bassline sync up To my thug cats with they arms inked up Throw '
story of innocence lost empty eyes accuse a face so evil im comming undone So terribly memory returns of her struggle, of her screams, of her. Lord forgive me! My stomache heaves
time, now gimme that beat Feel how the rhythm grips your feet Kitty baby, take my hand She's like a devil, heaven sent I'm in her arms and she's in mine
was right when she made love to me, we were free. She moved in like a friend, started loving me, and I thought I'd found my heaven in her arms,
death do us part, I'm drifting in the dark Wounded and wishing to fall, Into your faithful arms I gave my life to save her The ocean turned to red In
of time and space retile While her bright eyes burn through my exploding heart And I can see I'm in heaven with her flesh in my arms Easy the undeniable
Woman, I can remember a woman Warm were her kisses and tender was she lying there in my arms Why Why, did you deceive me so? What devil inside made you
out what I got You're a strange part of me, you're a preacher's girl And I don't want no piece of this mechanical world Got my arms open wide And
Where a mother laid her baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. He came down to earth from heaven, Who
