(oh Lord), there ain't no heaven Oh Lord (oh Lord), there ain't no heaven (Oh Lord, oh Lord) Oh Lord (oh Lord) There ain't no heaven (there ain't no heaven
Tonight I finally get the chance To show you what I'm feeling So now I'm taking out the time To know you and your latest trends Don't even get me started
Oh, the sun rolls down big as a miracle And fades from the Midwest sky And the corn and the trees wave in the breeze As if to say goodbye Oh my grandfather
down, you got to get back up And when they push you down, you got to get back up Push the dirt off your jersey, then go for the cup Or the trophy or the ring, champion
popped his whip up, hit his Camry with seven He a lucky motherfucker, I bet he make it to heaven My grandpa drunk my uncle Rob drunk My uncle Champ
you got Come on baby (Don't be shy, no, don't be shy) Let the music hypnotize you You got me feelin' good From head to feet like I knew you would Baby, Heaven
[Intro] Chong: Hey man! Check this out. I got the best KUSH ever man! Cheech: Aw, man... I've been so out... You got sent from heaven! All right, man,
her crown I made queen of the town I got e'm paying more For jst another whore Here I come U.S.A Your next champ's On his way For men will always
out of a hat All I get is polite applause Applause, applause, applause Applause, applause Marvel at heaven and hell (Marvel at heaven and hell) Gasp at the Champs-Elysees (Gasp at the Champs
I wanted to bring back that reality, but nobody Can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson And I'm a heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga
get hung I??¦ gonna get wicked kickin?it, scriptures of my anthem. Run it quick like a phantom when I plant ???m. I done sent them to the grand champion
come get hung I'm gonna get wicked kickin?it, scriptures of my anthem. run it quick like a phantom when i plant 'em. i done sent them to the grand champion
here Baby, come closer 'cause I like the, you feel The way your body move, I never seen before It's so erotic, baby yeah, she put me up on something new, heaven
when the stock market crashed A fix in 1919 turned the White Sox to Black Black balled, black magic, executioner's hood White hatted, white horsed, champion
'm the champion of the world. People talk behind my back: "How can she stay with a man like that?" It ain't easy... but Heaven knows she tries...
Clothed in majesty, Lord of history You're the way, the truth and the life Star of the morning, glorious in holiness You're the risen One, Heaven's champion
Oh, I can't explain baby But heaven only knows why Oh, I can't explain And heaven only knows why Yes, I'll be in love with you baby I guess until the
[Lupe Speaking] Reportin' Live Somewhere Sexy Somewhere Up Top You Know What It Is Heaviest Heaven In 07 Gemini Troubles Of The World Ya Dig [Verse1]
