my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) Take me tonight Take me to my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) My fantasy life, Take me to my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) Take
my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) Material delight, Take me to my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) Take me tonight Take me to my heaven, (Take me to my heaven) My
my parents were born There's a backwards old town that's often remembered So many times that my memories are worn And daddy, won't you take me back
me to sell my soul He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul He trying to temp me with
much U'd take any one boy or girl? CHORUS: Anna Stesia come 2 me, talk 2 me, ravish me Liberate my mind Tell me what U think of me, praise me, craze me
my memories are worn Chorus And daddy won't you take me back to Mulenberg county Down by the Green River, where Paradise lay Well I'm sorry my son,
of me I never thought that the streets would get the rest of me But now I'm stuck between the evil and my destiny It's dedicated to my niggas, that's
proud I made it this far, I wonder if that made 'em smile I took something so wild and I made a mile But now people takin my kindness for a weakness Talkin shit about me
Y'all lived together, she was gonna get a wedding ring She chose me and blows me like she owes me You knows me, I take whatever life throws me, shows me
trying to get me to sell my soul He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul He trying
I farted in They want no parts with him I dare niggaz categorize me If my name's on a mixtape, then capitalize me I been stopped goin' to Mixtape Awards
On the Dreamland express And take you far away with me I've got a vision of heaven You living there with me Let me be the stars up above Let me be the
to me, "acting on my discretion It is my solemn duty to arrest you on suspicion" They put me in a carriage, I was driven many miles They locked me in
alive then I'll be smoking then I'll be in my wheelchair, with my adult diapers on And my twenty-five year old non-smoking born again Christian son behind me
me If my names on a mixtape, then capitalize me I been stopped goin' to Mixtape Awards Don't need them to tell me, the mixtapes is yours I had other
that my memories are worn Chorus And daddy won't you take me back to Mulenberg county Down by the Green River, where Paradise lay Well I'm sorry my