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days in the loneliest of ways
Torn between the wiseman and the fool, my heart's been torn in two
They say time heals all wounds and lord I pray that's

at heavens gates
Back up on my shit
No remorse
Time to fuck it up
Intercourse
Drop on the spot
We take it by force
We steady goin up
Well of course
Make big

sobriety
Chalk it up to the eye in me
It's just
Different when I spit it man
I'm Young Santiago
From Houston, Texas
Boys never quit
From the South
Heaven

Carbon 15's, A.K.'s & Mac 11's

Boyz N da Hood

Hustle & Flow

2005

on a stairway to heaven
Ayy, ye ain't no killer, nigga, ye ain't no killer, boy
Ye ain't no killer, nigga, ye ain't no killer, boy

Carbon 15's, A.K.'s and Mac

kinda shit
The only celebrity who give a fuck less than me is Marshawn Lynch
Glock in the stash as a backup but the MAC'll burst
Cripple your style,

on my Mac mane
The crack game ain't shit
Niggas trippin' in this rap game, bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my

baby can we talk
We hit it off well, as far as I can tell
Is this love or deception from your sweet smell
Keep me in heaven, cause I swear I done seen

miracles in the nick of time.
Life is beautiful, don’t be fooled; it’s heaven on Earth.
It’s why we chose to be here
To experience love, grace, expansion,

Who's da Man

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

Thanks to Christ my spiritual fitness is intact
In fact, his tactics need no practice: the time to rehearse (recognize)
From birth to the hearse Christ

Pearly Gates

Mobb Deep

Blood Money

2006

survival times

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm

People dyin' errday Hard to live widit
Hardly spent time With pops
Unable to live with the kinda pain
Even tho' was on and off but still pops
Hope heaven

improvising

(Zebulon, Q.F. Da Funkee P, Mac Maestro)
ooh, huh, wow

(Zebulon)
Yeah improvising, certain naturalizing,
right now here we're socializing
I'm in

home
Got a double homicide warrant on my dome
I hear em pushin' in the do'
I grab my Mac with two clips
Cut through the back window and like
A g hit

(grind, grind, grind) in the dirt
I used to cry 'til it hurt 
(Oh-oh, no)
I would look up to the heavens
When is my time gonna come (time, time, time

See i either write or die cos it's just how i get by
Starin death right in the eye as heaven's gate opens

I was brought up as an only child on a lonely

Since I was seven
I had dreams of goin' to heaven 
Eyes to the skies by eight I realized 
It was too late, 'cause
By the time I turned eleven
I was

that you making
Taking over your thrown and the crown that you claiming
Niggas be like I’m the king in this game
You short-sited, deluded or blinded by

clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin

a European watch
On a different time

I used to run around with a MAC-10
Back when I was 20 years old
That was back then (30)
30 clip in the 40, move yayo like

a rapper try to say
He sick but he a vitamin
You know that Mr Mac up on the
Track like it's a Viking ship
I rip the fucking beat up in to
Bit's man I go

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name

care bout this rap thing this shit real we'll pull up and shoot mac 11's
We got money we stack gang we'll send all these pussy ass niggas to heaven
In my

(Cheee)
Inner circle ain't no in-betweens (Nah)
My niggas dey whip that koboko, (Whip it)
Money dey come by the boat load (Boat)
So we ain't no time for

Congratulations

Bilal

The Divine Feminine

2016

(Where are you?)
Oh-oh
Oh
The Divine Feminine, an album by Mac Miller
Oh-oh (The Divine Feminine)
(The Divine Feminine) Oh

Am I supposed to?