Lyrics:
Died in heaven and it rained all day
Wings on fire and the sky turned grey
Like the stars at night
I fight by your side
Love of my life I tried
My
Violence Patience
We might need both
So let's chase our Demons
And not let go
We're not gonna break just yet
We've still got time
We'll take it step by
up on them grains
History repeat itself, We gonna call this s*** B.C
It's not before Christ but fore Covid
We started this decade by coughing
The way
over?
Tonight I swear I'm gonna shrug you off my shoulders
We made mistakes, hey that's the breaks
But now for heaven's sakes
Now don't worry about me
guarantee I'll contemplate
I guess that you got got by me but that's pretty common place
When everyday I've fought grimy with my kamikaze face
Pulling up
my vans on
I be blowing up like I'm tripping over landmines
I ain't earth bending but I'm winning by a landslide
Yeah, It's all about the mindset
They
me I'm an outlander
Hear the cry of diversity thunder
Please don't, don't, don't be too rational
Stand by me baby
Together we'll break impossible
For
ten
Ten corpses dead with torches to the night into they brain
Goin' in gonna work so we buried them bitches on another day
No heaven sin, no
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
self-defense
And as God as they witness they said I'm heaven sent
So I walked out of court with all charges dropped
Walked right by the press, smoked a blunt
feel beaten, I don't bite back, go down on my knees for a reason
On-site Satan when I see him
BOW break that bread and eat it
I put my arm in the air
been born again I've been born again
Gonna see that God's work is completed
Don't you know the devil is defeated
I walk by faith and not by sight
I put
There’s no place that I’d rather be
Lowcountry here in the 8 - 4 - 3
Ain’t no place finer
Than Charleston Carolina
A slice of Heaven by the sea
Let’s have
Watching over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Selling dope to all the fiends, at times I want
my artillery
Watchin' over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin' dope to all
the weather
'Bouta finish it and never gonna stop until I break all the predicament and *take it to a testimony and everybody reading it in press*
Never gonna
that I got martyrs' faith
The Blood of The Saints
Drunken by the Great Harlot
Holiness is like the Chef's Knife
That cuts and breaks the Garlic
Divide
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
And he
Sits
By the window
He
Watches
Everything
A life, not mine, but cared for leaving breathless
The hopeless eyes, I couldn't see where the breath
the heavens fall
Masses gonna see
How they're owned by the beast
And that won't include me!
Saint Michael won't you choose me?
Saint Michael won't you set me
is like the farthest thing from heaven
This is hell and I don't mean that hyperbolic
I try to find employment even if it's wiping toilets
But these
gimmicks
I could break down by sinning
But imma keep running to my Jesus
Yeah
Heaven go sweet like an after party
Lift your hands up, bow down, worship only
(Rich man)
There’s happiness to buy, but I’ve got heaven right by my side
It’s just the simple joys of sitting in fire escapes
Drinking the days away
With
Engage go for landing.
Keepin' the chance of rain calling cloudy skies,
but we're gonna see if we can make the sun shine anyway.
Right here
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