Lyrics:
a walk outside
I'd like to get to know you a little better baby
God knows that I really have tried
My what a good day for a take-out bride
I'd like
Hallelu- hallelu-
Hallelu for heaven's gate oh
Hallelu- halleluhjah-jah
See the one, by me (halle-)
Hallelu- hallelu-
Hallelu- for heaven's gate oh
here by my side
It must be like heaven when you find someone, someone who's really wanting you
And I know there must be one love there for me
I
favorite deliver
Remand, he sayin' what he hear, so speak clearer
Instead of being raised by cartoons
Ya little mans a fan of rap songs, he bein' raised
I'm on it, stay lonely
Got to top down for myself
Stay lonely, lonely by myself
Stay lonely, lonely, by myself, by myself
Yeah, the fattest, mackest
beautiful Christmas tree.
Oh, it's so beautiful.
Candles decorating the tree
went up to the sky one by one
and became stars in the night sky.
The little
The love from heaven
Love one another
By this we know that
We are of the truth
We are reassuring our hearts
Before him
Little children
Let us not love
acceptable
My little angel fell from heaven into my terrestrial
And I will never let you go
Baby I'm in shock from your electric shock
My little angel you
Heaven has a special little room
Full of pictures on the wall
Of an angel in the sky before her fall
And I know
I know
I know
That she's sitting
rolled over and went to heaven
My little boy safe inside
I laid them in the sun where somebody'd find them
Caught a Chesapeak on the fly
Marie will
to me baby
It's like heaven, it's like heaven
Oh, it's like heaven, now it's like heaven
I'm captured by your spell, you're different girl, I can
to see
And they're a part of heaven right here on earth at four o thirty three.
All hours of the day you can see many people drive by
For a look
dreamt up this empty drama?
They plumbed the depths and spun this web
And now biology is under threat
Courtesy of the "Gender Theory" herd
"Gender is
It's me niggas JC niggas and I know that y'all feeling this beat
Soul theory productions put it together
So no matter the weather I'm coming thru
Montana
California fires. Republican lies. Separating families as little children cry’s
This'll prolly get me trouble with the FCC, or hopefully not get
everyone by the smile upon their face.
Down at Colonel Tom's just around the bend.
If you need a little heaven, you better come on in.
Well it's
Hey, yeah
Children go where I send you
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you one by one
One for the little bitty, baby
Born, born, born in
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
by events in tha past, had an outlet to
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking,
but bitch you ain't no. I've been poppin'
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
the pain for?
This city always hangs a little bit lonely on me
Loose, like a kid playing pretend in his father's suit
I'd never go, I just want to be
joke
You like a little smoke
But your philosophy
Has got you hangin' by a rope
Heaven in a hash pipe
Heaven in a hash pipe
Duh-du-duh
One of many
breath that she takes
I'm her hero she says
But I'm not sure why
She makes me feel like a man
She puts a little bit of heaven in me
I'm so lucky
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