Lyrics Triple One – Heaven’s Gate

Lil Dijon:
Eyes up wide no pride
Let shine till we die
Eyes up wide no pride

Marty Bukakke Large:
Into the floor like war
You’re feeling the hairs up on like a nightmare
Pump through like Spartans, the killer doesn’t fight fair
Your fate was written and sitten up on my shelf
Your style was always bitten ya bitchin bout top shelf
Been there, done that, Large need a fund back
Come back 28 teeth up in the beast, had to crunch that
Cuz I lost all of my wisdom a month back
When I’m nervous all I need is the contact
Seventy two virgins await with a key at the gate
Wrapped in silk stockings-and cake all over there face
And I’m still clutching the case for all of my mates
Never shoveled shit on a scrape so I never relate
You try call for me, That’s what most would call blasphemy
Arsonist get sprayed hard with heat casually
Come for me, one by one they fall gradually
Tuck the red envelopes down my dacks happily

Lil Dijon:
Maybe, Lately

Obi Ill Terrors:
Hold’n my kids again, Up on her chest
With a smile on her face, I’m a better man
Grown like I’m peter pan, She get sick from the taste
If it’s up on face, I’m a deader man

Global roam is on in central housing
Gold is broke until you add the value
Give em hope and then I pull the carpet
Roll a joke and get a punch to spark it
Burn a steak and lobster like I’m fucking starving
Came to paint the roster only ones are staring
Billy flip the beat is just to put a bar in
Little missile feet is got the pedal blasted, I’m

Lil Dijon:
Lately
I don’t see myself
I can’t be myself
I don’t need my help
Crave me
I don’t see myself
I can’t be myself
I don’t need my help
Crave me
Maybe