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is in Heaven As it is in Heaven Give us this Day Oh give us this Day Our daily bread the truth of Your way Give us this day Give us this Day That
is in Heaven As it is in Heaven Give us this Day Oh give us this Day Our daily bread the truth of Your way Give us this day Give us this Day That we
) I call her genius oral she give me head sex and all my bitches like packages they get FedEx you can call 'em priority of 'da next day they call the next day
? Steady hatin' mine Smilin' in my face, fakin' on the side They don't wanna see me shine ('Cause they don't wanna, they don't wanna They don't wanna see me shine) As long
explain And my effort comes to no avail I'm from the place where they release records and no one sells And still they claim king Nigga it's the same thing All day long
much longer ill always give you somewhere to hide ill give you shelter out of the rain ill make a good day out of the pain and if you got a long way
Gino Tell that muh'f**ker get this nigga next door up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long
baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give
the corner of my mind i remember what it was to be completely in love and you told me to give my heart away and start over brand new that it wasn't working between us
bombs and the guns So you might as well keep dancing if you're not gonna run A long long way to find the one We'll keep on dancing till she comes These
in the mirror what did we see ? Fuckin' blue lights L.A. P.D. Pigs searched our car, their day was made Found allmenn uzi, 44 and a handgranade Threw us
in the mirror what did we see ? Fuckin' blue lights L.A. P.D Pigs searched our car, their day was made Found allmenn uzi, 44 and a handgranade Threw us
livin' on your last day Or maybe, you're laughin', thinkin' that you got away I don't give a fuck, I won't sleep Till one of us lays me and my nigga
'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all on the tip to get a sip Of this poetic performer
singin At my little sons grinnin Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen The C needs coachin Put your'e album out, same day as us
is him Fucking backstabbers When the chips were down, you just laughed at us Now you 'bout to feel the fucking wrath of aftermath, fagots You gon' see us in our lab jackets and ask us
