me to die Time goes on and on and on again But I just feel worse I soldier on and on and on But you won't return [Jessica Leplon] I've seen heaven and hell
to die Time goes on and on and on again But I just feel worse I soldier on and on and on But you won't return [Jessica Leplon] I've seen heaven and hell
of her job n'all the reasons lately She took it out on God and laid her soul to hell and let the baby die Julie's child was born without a need or a
believe that Mother Teresa was a Angel on this earth? And thou shall love thy neighbor even if he acts like you? Do I believe in Heaven or Hell? Shoot, hell
up the trees So why we turn our backs on the truth? It's Heaven or Hell, the point we seem to hide from the youth And I was singing this morning, got
I guess I wish you well Ooh a little bit of heaven Or a little bit of hell This is the hardest story That I've ever told No hope or love or glory Happy
but I'd find home Chasin' the dream with a blind fold Tryna find money with my eyes closed Well, I might as well have been Tryna get to heaven but it feels like hell
find some answers I wanna ask for some help I'm tired or runnin' scared Baby let's get our bags packed We'll take it here to hell and heaven and back
on the water don't burn my soul. Fire on the water won't let me go. And when the morning comes. (And when the morning comes) It's like it never happened
, feel the pain Which steps into his life Agony, he'll be crucified Death awaits knocking at his door Agony, leave him The clock will strike the end Hell or heaven
Would she make Jesus righteous Or completely insane If God was a woman Would she kiss and tell Would we wind up in heaven Or would we all burn in hell
these devils really fear me I told ya last year, nigga holla if ya hear me And one-time can't fuck with my 4-5 Do or die, stay high 'til I motherfuckin
must not show What I am thou could (not know) Something between heaven and hell Something that neither stood nor fell Something that through thy wit or
again (No baby) (Oh baby) I'm waitin' for the phone call but it just don't ring I'm lookin' for a letter or a sign from heaven or anything Every day
-zags" Wishin they could take a ride on my moustache Or maybe see the inside of my plush pad But I must pass, I know what you on homie Up late one night early morning
shit Oh, what a job this is Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done Barely make it home with the morning sun Baby, mother thinking that you on some
me Woke up this morning, I ain't see this coming Should I even bust back, you ain't see me running I hope heaven got a VIP line Got some partners in hell
