heaven's gate Tip the grocery girl if you want Tip the religious man on the (yard?) Tip the women who wait, on the white magistrate Tip your way into heaven
: Jesus and all his saints couldn't save our wretched face And no man parting some sea could keep you from me We had to walk away from the streets that
had a face, what would it look like And would you want to see If seeing meant that you would have to believe In things like Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints And all
there?s a heaven for those who will wait Some say it?s better but I say it ain?t I?d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints The sinners
: speaking of tells between heaven and hell i have a demon in my forehead when damage is done i am the seventh son feeling like the living dead i'm going
south of heaven where angels are told Not to approach nor to look nor to set foot Where the truth of Armageddon will unfold Here they sacrifice the captured saints
was a nomad, an indian, or a saint Give me walking shoes, feathered arms, and a key to heaven's gate This world falls on me dreams of immortality Everywhere I turn all
those things I've done Cause I'll give you my heart If you would let me start all over, Again I'm not a saint I'm just a man Who had heaven and Earth
' I'm destined for blesses My lessons adolescence till I'm out of the presence Her outta the essence, the hour of seven The tower of heaven, the power
and vistin' planets Will we eva see this gangster again? No more Timbs, no more 20 inch rims All the jewelry don't matter, all his money were scattered
my journal If y'all could feel this Feel something touching my spirit I see the clearest that I ever seen This must be what heaven means [Chorus: Priest
under world The bad person or the bad egg or bad news A bastard a black sheep a black guard (Get 'em get 'em he's over there) All the vagabonds thieves
my hand There're things about all of ya'll have got to understand Latifah- never was a teacher never was a preacher never was a saint never was conceited
The islands filling my mind with blue The one in speacial, heaven`s court All the joy unforgiven by this task An errant soul, homeless and foul All
: Far above the highest heavens On a throne of crystal light Dwells the God of all creation Rays of wonder crown His might Human voices blend with the
: I'm not the Messiah, but I'll preach passed the heavens, Cleanse the sick and the sad of their woe and regression. 'Cause all the hospital gowns kneel
in you Dear God Sorry to disturb you, but I feel that I should be heard loud and clear We all need a big reduction in amount of tears And all the people
my friends, I suggest that you look deep inside you For good and evil Exist in all of us, And no man is a saint And each creates his heaven and his hell