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To Die For New Heaven

sins With forbidden lusts Feels like I'm here only to wither away Catch my fall Rip the pain out from my chest Show me a new heaven Lift me up from the

new heaven Lift me up from the deepest grave Catch my fall Show me that life is worth living Reality is killing me Vanity blocks my rusted veins New dawn

no tears left to cry Must I stay here in hell? Lord above, let me die... Heaven have mercy! Heaven have mercy! Heaven have mercy! (Thanks to buigues for

: (From Citizens FOB Mixtape: Welcome To The New Administration) Sometimes when I'm in heaven I get the kid full lovelier Until I end big, like real

through the most Changed my whole way of thinking, got a new approach Fly private if it ain't first class, I'm through with coach Street fam for life,

bottles up Let me [?] [Rick Ross:] Bitches, I'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains Money like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven

the flow, the boy know he hot Hurricanes in store November, nigga fuck Reebocks I'm fly like a Hummingbird on a tree top The new Hov, the new B.I.G., the new

to roll red carpet when he come in New York Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They

in, blood out, me and homie back to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything