feel And you can lay into me It won't change anything Won't do nothin' about how I feel About my little Heaven My little Heaven My little Heaven
't change anything about the way I feel About my little heaven My little heaven Can I pay you some attention Tell me would it be ok I'm a little imperfection
Vertaling: Pat Green. My Little Heaven.
made of steel The mic I'm holdin' is a samson E-d the green eyed bandit in raw fashion I'm lettin' niggaz know my territory My ground is rugged. I kill
fram, the black Superman made of steel The mic I'm holdin' is a Samson E-d the green eyed bandit in raw fashion I'm lettin' niggaz know my territory My
or cuz From that number one thug, its still one love I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings All us trappers
GARETH EVANS: It's always the same Whenever she walks by My face is aflame And my mouth goes dry My pulse is racing And my heart goes pit-a-pat And I
watched a stranger give that man a dollar Watched a mamma wipe tears from her little boy's eyes Then I stared up into the heavens Said oh my God I
cuz From that number one thug, its still one love I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings All us trappers
made of steel The mic I'm holdin' is a Samson E-D the Green Eyed Bandit in raw fashion I'm lettin' niggaz know my territory My ground is rugged. I kill
