🎵 Shaun King Is Not Seeing Heaven // by Ghais Guevara

16 ContributorsShaun King Is Not Seeing Heaven Lyrics Rising Philly rapper/producer Ghais Guevara flips and mutates Justin Bieber’s hit “Peaches” into a frantic, provocative, and energetic Jersey Club banger.… Read More  [Intro: Justin Bieber] Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby Never let you go, oh And I say, oh [Verse 1] She want the Birkin like Ada Wong Tracks about murder her favorite songs That boy in ya crew said that he ride or die But he runnin' with cops doin' ride alongs Stay dialectic, them bullets in motion like matter The manner of Mao Zedong Paint with a dagger attached to the muzzle of weapons We tote to remain strong Might let it fly like I’m Daedalus Headshot leavе a nigga acephalous And if I miss it then fuck it Make niggas rеmember my name like an elephant Molotov all in ya residence Masamune to my master like Sephiroth Thought he was safe in them white schools Catch a nigga on campus like Asher Roth Body 'em while he on Zoom calls Couldn’t I.D. the shoota, he too tall Lawyer got loopholes Niggas know it's a bop when I’m spinnin' the loop, whoa They tryna bait into spinnin' the block When we slide then we met by the pigs Fuck it, I’ll kill me a cop like I’m Pac So we hopped in the whip and we slid Told me don’t do it, I did Told me don’t do what I did You only get one life and this gun, knife fight isn’t it Act like I heard what he said Jackson, with the blood in my eye We was teens when we died [Chorus: Justin Bieber] Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh [Verse 2] Tote more techs than Rasheed Hit you and yo posse Know them niggas pussy (Never let you go, oh) Fuck yo territory My people be starvin' Give a fuck about ya story (Never let you go, oh) Feds do the job half-ass in the halfway house, goddamn If ya homie such a killa why he let the opps roll out, goddamn Told you niggas on my last shit 'bout the democratic house, goddamn Niggas make money off bodies they takin' the Shaun King route, goddamn Home invasion have you prayin' You think if you gimme what you got then I'ma leave you breathin' You ain’t worth the space up on this Earth so I'ma make you leave it Grifters get the Griffin and they never finna see the Eden Ayy [Chorus: Justin Bieber] Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you And never let you go Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, fuck it up Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you And never let you go, oh Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of our skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, and Oh, oh, oh, oh [Outro: Justin Bieber] Oh, the way I breathe you in It's the texture of your skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby Never let you go, oh