Heaven Sent
Chorus // (x2)
Heaven sent, yeah she the most magnificent, (funky) /
(scratching) well that's true, that’s why we never have no beef
Verse One //
I called her "Heaven Sent", illmatic chick had to "represent" /
Strutting like the First Lady, trying to make her President /
Took her to my residence, the opposite of hesitant /
Precedent set, evidence was embellishment /
Sexy, unique phone alert when she text me /
Use my right hand for most things, she a lefty /
Def be trembling his leg, E. Presley /
Baby I don't really care about where all the rest be /
Chesty double D, all up on my vest "B" /
MVP, I'm recruiting from the best league /
Very good looking but that’s far from what impressed me /
She just got a banging vibe, something like the S.P. /
Got the kind of figure that be saying "undress me" /
Expressly, show her my respect nevertheless "G" /
So I guess she's an Angel, nothing less /
I'm blessed to beat the rest for the chance to progress
Chorus // (x2)
Verse Two //
She a fly chick, passing brothers by like she my chick /
Eye liner slick, broad hips plus her thighs thick /
Cheeks rosy she far from a trophy /
Photographs are posy, no airbrush, she knows me well /
Sean John Unforgivable smell /
Mademoiselle with number 19 Chanel /
I step straight up to bat, number 9 Burrell /
And holding it down for life, only time will tell /
And she rhyme as well, she kind of nice on the M. I. C. /
But keep it out the studio and the L.I.V. E. /
Yeah she running the beats /
And got a whole lot of friends but don't be running the streets /
She's more classy but never turns her nose up nasty /
Sassy, remember when I couldn't let her pass me /
So I guess she's an Angel, nothing less /
I'm blessed to beat the rest for the chance to progress
Chorus // (x2)
Verse Three //
I’ll never go ever so low /
When the weather’s so cold, she be ever so bold rolling /
North-faced out, she chilling like she snow strolling /
She's no Jill Scott but living like she’s so golden /
I told em', "stay away from my chick if you got bad karma" /
Cos I'll protect her with a coat made of mad armour /
Goliath stature, protect her like my Cleopatra /
Disrespect her and I'll send these jokers back to the future /
She bound to get you thinking bout’ the Karma-Sutra /
And dirty talking in the night on your computer /
She's so far away from ordinary / she extraordinary /
She wanna spend time, the more the merry /
She's something legendary, no quesh' /
So every time she in my company, I gotta' provide with the best /
So I guess she's an Angel, nothing less /
I'm blessed to beat the rest for the chance to progress
Chorus // (x2)