: Nobody gets to much Heaven no more It's much harder To come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets to much Love anymore It's as high as a mountain And
Nobody gets to much Heaven no more It's much harder To come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets to much Love anymore It's as high as a mountain And harder
us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus See we gone sells out that'll make you lust My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit My niggas
sound of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair Though gone physically, somehow it was still there I had to do something, because the shit was too much
It aint no turning back. Bring It On Hate the price of fame cause it cost too much Can I live without y'all niggas saying I floss too much? Hate the way
time, I mean it's my magazine isn't it? So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell and I heard those voices having so much fun. Gee it would be so
that he had seen A quiet voice is singing something to me An age old song about the home of the brave In this land here of the free One time one night
the hand I'd travel for one million miles The thought of losing you is just too much to bear Just hear these words and you will see how much I care
us, so when I love smokin' buds on the bus See we gone sells out that'll make you lust My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit My
my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell And I heard those voices having so much fun Gee
than dap ya This one don't really need a hook, but Shannon said it'll be a single So I devote this to my life, so much more than a catch of a jiggle
down by law and I know my way around Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah! A castle in the sky, one
't believe in any more We've seen too many castles crumble, made too many innocent mistakes Who could have known that one house could hold so much heartbreak
the top But no one ever comes around When he starts to drop But you were someone special You stuck through thick and thin But I was much too busy trying
The sound of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair Though gone physically, somehow it was still there I had to do something, because the shit was too much
down The sound of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair Though gone physically, somehow it was still there I had to do something, because the shit was too much
