a blank projection screen for all your most secret dreams: What would you see? What would you see? What would be on Heaven TV? What would you see? What
Repent for your sins When the gates of Heaven open up And Hell's closin' in It's repentance day Repent for your sins When the gates of Heaven open up
I weave Then come back with the same jab times three I blow smoke to the heaven, I'm so close to perfection Rap's one big casino, I'm plotting Ocean Eleven
or a tv show These thing's we're seeing constantly Pass through and out of you It pours into the ground and makes rivers flow It spills into the oceans
hour, that his kin come grinnin'? In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin' to come up From the ashes that defy your lift, listen up Ladies seem sweet, the ocean
say that I am lost and you're a road to follow. I say we're all inside ourselves so often these days, and somehow we think we're the next best thing to heaven
I see the eclipse, and the abyss, the night shifts [Chorus: Hell Razah x2] It's Repentance Day! Repent for your sins when the gates of Heaven open
Heaven forbid we spread we spread our wings so wide, we start to fly. Heaven forbid we find another side of washed out broken lives. Heaven forbid were
weave Then come back with the same jab times three I blow smoke to the heaven I'm so close to perfection Rap's one big casino, I'm plotting Ocean Eleven
the same hour, that his kin come grinnin? In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin to come up from the ashes that defy your lift, listen up Ladies seem sweet, the ocean
ticker, the alkaline storage battery and hundreds of other things.) "The Distinguished Flying Cross upon Colonel Charles A. Lindberg" (He made the first solo flight across the Atlantic Ocean
don't heal the scars Some vague association she feels with the loser of the stake She stares into those sightless eyes, what use for heaven sake? The TV
buoyant sighs Your rolling eyes Your lust for roll and rock Your lust for getting rocks off with other follies All your desires for couch and TV Pick
see the eclipse, and the abyss, the night shifts [Chorus: Hell Razah x2] It's Repentance Day! Repent for your sins when the gates of Heaven open up
Then come back with the same jab times three I blow smoke to the heaven I'm so close to perfection Rap's one big casino, I'm plotting Ocean Eleven (ay
Heaven forbid we spread we spread our wings so wide, we start to fly. Heaven forbid we find another side of washed out broken lives. Heaven forbid
, We swang drop, bottoms flop "MAKE IT HOT, MAKE IT HOT," is what da kids be yellin' Candies reds dey be dredin', pounds of smoke I'm in heaven I'm supreme
