Lyrics:
in all that grime? You have got The Clairvoyant, Prisoner, Heaven
Can Wait, released the 7th of November 1988 chart position number six! Yes!
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
the short, flick ash for the sport, uh
Ruby wrestles several devils in the 7th Ward
But Ruby can't afford to move towards the horde just yet
7th Ward Dragon
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
It on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
Be
E baby debbie tell me did
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did
You can smell it, you can see it
Driving by the cops like I don't see them, I'm a hit 110 at 7th and Collier
can't keep you close
I been had to hustle evicted from my crib in 7th grade
Needed new clothes sold dope and got good pay
Fuck a real job I made my own
give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11
footsteps
Imma only leave you trailin
I think they fucking jealous
I used to think in 7th grade my mind was blank
Off half a tank of tylenol and aspirin
Have
humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th Sign
For the F-B-I you want to come test my Enterprise
Bitch you
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
(?) with my killas these niggas gone hear us and fear us (they gon' feel us)
With 7th sign and mo! thug all my niggas get love then I gon' ride my nigga
a fight
Be A little less heaven tonight
Who knew the sacred, aint always for heaven's sake
No 7th day rest when your always keeping me awake
Only church we
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night!
Get up
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
blues away
And since you came by, I’ve reached cloud 5, recovery is smitten
Its like 7th heaven, could be cloud eleven, this love potion I have bitten
Oh
watching it I know this clowns
Introduction to the voice of the 7th alphabet this is how a G sounds
When I’m about to drop
Jesus jealous how they keep
like 7th heaven
Quick stop to 7-11
I need a little something
To calm my headache
And I know
They been fake
See them trying to get a little piece
Off my
higher, higher, higher
I got shit that's on my plate and no cap it got me wired
But on everything I love, this that shit that I desire
This the 7th
heaven or hell nor dead or in jail the life, of a veteran shelved/
The Genesis, of developing cells enveloped in hell,
& on the 7th day heaven prevailed/
I
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
the mark of repentance
I drop a nigga in the dark on a Friday
A holy sader day no 7th Adventist
I'm pulling up and all my widows are tinted
I can afford
my mother raise me
Come from the heart of the city
The 7th ward
Yougins walking wit choppas
I swear they never bored
Reaper waiting around the corner
that thang
That blow your brain
But that feeling that I got
When we met in 7th grade
Cuz nobodies perfect
But your perfect for me
It seems
Nobody's
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