Lyrics:
next in the bitch
I don't get mad I get rich
I don't get mad I get rich
I'm just gone flex on a bitch
Believe that I'm next in the bitch
I don't get mad
the swelling tide
Friends and lovers clinging
To each other side by side
Mothers and their daughters
Descending down the stairs
Jumped into the icy waters
the eye
You and I will live when
This world's long gone by
Hand in hand with the past left far behind
Through the darkest night, we'll shine
And together
benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own
Why does all the world pass me by?
Why does no hear when I cry?
Why do lonely arms long for you?
Why can't I believe that it's true?
Now that you've
cannot erase
Take copy and paste
Penning these verses and eight
The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste
Characterized by world issues full
Of drama
shows
Now you know where I'll go
Premonitions of a world that was ending
I saw world war demolition done by a dragon
He'd get high, made rip tides,
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
Heaven sent, every breath, worth every sacrifice
You got to cherish each day, don't let it pass you by
I want to be here for graduations to the diapers
you know it, you're buried and gone and this life that you had, it done came and went (Gone)
In the blink of an eye, you get sent to heaven
But me, I've
Baby if it's heaven sent
Baby if it's heaven sent
Maybe if its
Baby if its
Baby if its heaven sent
Baby if it's heaven sent
Glad you ain't met me in
you gone to say all man say I'm a fuck up
Living don't throw it away
It's a mad mad world we've been living everyday
What you gone to say all man say
...
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven...
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens to the Reverend preach
It's
they don't know you like I know you
If they did I know they'd see
Yes they'd see
To me you are
Heaven's finest invention by far
So much brighter
that shit that they pulled on a nigga was weak
But I ain't mad at them
You know the fake they gone hate till the day they deceased
So I ain't mad at them
a little ghetto heaven...
Baby, baby, baby
All I need in this world is you
And when you're gone
Baby, baby, baby
Your touch, your kiss always
apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart, yea
A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;
While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars? --
Got these niggas mad
And they jealous
I think I got these niggas jealous
I know these Nigga's mad and they jealous
I think I got these Nigga's
could forgive 'em
Killin' my ambitions never gave me recognition
Them niggas only wanna see me dead or in prison
But I said fuck the world kept my head
leaving with O'neal clothes
That's the last name for Shaq, cuz the game i Shaquille (Should-kill)
Know a lot of gone get mad, cuz they think i should feel
their leaders
And they were pursued by a curse in this world, and so they will be on the day of resurrection, no doubt
Verily, Ard disbelieved in their
entrancing,
but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN
"Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder:
my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by
Chorus:
Afro Angel, born against the world
You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your pride
Afro Angel, sent from heaven above
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