Lyrics:
seven seven
Number one goal is to heaven (up)
Free the birds in the air
Tissue tissue wipe the tear (sobbing)
Stacking cash up in the pallets (OO)
Bitches
this a risky buissiness
A No Limit Souldier
Commanderin' Cheif
An' Michael Jackson
Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
I'm bumpin' for the real
we ever land
I'm at home when I'm on top
The new neverland
Damn high and
I'm in Amsterdam
Fuck it never land
I feel like Motherfucking JACKSON
Moon
your wings are broken
Please take mine so yours can open too
'Cause I'm gonna stand by you
Oh, tears make kaleidoscopes in your eyes
And hurt, I know
And I'm stacking all the money up, sky high
Climb it up, to the clouds, like a ladder or a staircase until i'm in heaven's gates
She said you are where you
Heaven... there is no more rain
I'm in...
I'm in heaven woo woo
I'm in heaven and it feels so good
And that's where i want to be heaven
I'm in heaven
sh** off my chest and out my mind
Connecting dots from blots I made a map from heaven's signs
Other times I’m walking blind, but I make it through by
I come
And when I die
Baptized in eternal fire, shed so many tears
I'm fallin' to the floor
Beggin' for the Lord to let
Me in to Heaven's door
to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don't play by no fucking rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Welcome to birth, who tryin not to work ha
Beat it Michael Jackson M J mean
Do you remember Earth song M J mean
If we don't touch no one still
M J mean they
Johnson you know that I'm heaven sent bitch
I'm about making 20's
Andrew Jacksons get turned to Benji's
If I feel like that boy offend me
Then imma pop
As I hurry to be by her side
I ask a thousand times, why oh why
There's no rhyme or reason in my life
With you lying here this way
I'd give
windows up
Hope I reside in Heaven when this shit blows up
Nigga I'm rollin'
Yeah 'til I reside in Heaven
Rollin'
'Til I reside in Heaven for my time in
I can see the tears upon your face, no hiding place
And you're afraid that soon I will be gone, but time will still go on
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Live In Stereo
This field guide's got no soul
Digging for the sacred
In a man-made hole
The soil
happy me
And move on
And turn up and turn up
Now I'll be rollin in a drop top drop top drop top
Bentley in heaven in heaven
Cruising down Woodward and no
of
When I think of Heaven I think of a place where
Gold is paved on the road
No tears flow
I roll with my kin-folk
No mourning No preacher preaching
How
I asked your will
You handed me my part to live
No Lord I'm not ungrateful
When I'm faithless you are Faithful
Help my unbelief
Not to be moved by
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
a boat with a hole and a soul no hope
As her body took a toke and rich told jokes
The good life escaped while the bad stayed and provoked
A dagger in my
(done)
Snitches face down in a puddle of blood (what?)
Swept under a rug and covered with dirt
As tears fall from the eyes of a mother that's hurt
I've
You gon' ask yourself how come your mans
Didn't empty that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance
You keep askin' us
tired of running
There really is no difference when you look beneath the skin
Someday I know we'll go beyond this world we're living in
Now when I
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