with you not around I know you're in Heaven smiling down Watchin' us while we pray for you Everyday we pray for you Till the day we meet again In
missing you (Puff) It's kinda hard with you not around Know you're in heaven smilin' down Watchin' us while we pray for you Everyday we pray for
Yo, yeah, yeah, T.S., T.S. Armageddon, Terror Squad It's my world (Uhh) It's my world (Uhh) What? Check this out, yo It's my life, it's my world, my
Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit You know what time, boo yow I know it's time for you So grab one by the hand you know what I'm saying And uh, throw up
and we gonna get it at heaven We dancin our way to the gates, if you comin with me we'll need every Muslim We human, we're all in the brethren Veteran
Lord Lord thank you Lord [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus] That's right Y'all could stand up and rejoice now We about halfway through the road We got
into a rich bitch Every trick bitch wanna be a legit bitch We got big ol', big gold gates We got big ol', big gold, nickel plates (Who is it?) Behind gates, heaven
's a mistake 'Cause I got atomic bombs that cause tha Earth to quake It'll open all tha gates and 'cause heaven to shake It not God man it's me, 'cause
house Come on gyeah Its goin out to all my g's Its goin out to all my g's locked down in the pen Still on the struggle Now the fuck we do it Gyeah Westside
know (How you gonna get what you ain't got? You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it (Yeah) That's the way it's goin' down (Yeah, yeah, yeah,
To the silvery sword of God's Word today It's true, we look to Heaven and our mansions in the sky And it's true we've got the gaze of eternity in our
s right, y'all could stand up and rejoice now) Lord I hope You're hearing me (We about halfway through the road) This goes out to the lonely streets (We got
know whether it's day or night Will I go to Heaven if I die tonight? Heaven, oh, Heaven Will I go to Heaven if I die tonight? Heaven, oh, Heaven Will I go to Heaven
fed us like that We be's, so incomplete, why do they treat us this way? We run the streets, we totin heat, y'all can't keep us this way Cause we don't
that time We all took less then it closed Truest thing you said all night That's a laugh You can write it on my epitaph See you in heaven or next time whichever's
about Most of you assholes all think you gangstas 99% of you's are fuckin' fake, ain't ya's? That's why I hate ya's Verbal Heaven's gate knock a fuckin
chose you for me it's just been a lesson in humility If you're shootin' all the way from heaven's gate, Well that just too long of a shot to take Cuz we
and answered Willie's last request Chorus: The Tavern choir from Marvin's Bar on Wine St. gathered ?round They believe Willie's soul passed through Heaven's golden gate