Lyrics:
don't think that I will make it anyway
But people say I should pray, what we have is made from clay
Ain't no way, by the way, this the second time, replay
days, the ending song
Can you feel the fires burning
Can you see the worm is turning
Seven seconds ’til the end of the world
Seven seconds ’til the end
the sleepers up from their graves
Because it’s time for change, let’s regress to the ancient ways
Most high praise to the one who is and the one who was
That
No I just -I wanted to say I liked
Your butt, but I thought
That was too forward, you know
Mark: Hey, this next song is for all
The ladies in
I want feelings
And kills him slowly
I don't want dreams
I only watch closely
I have no patience
Grudge Stations
Medicine drug me
Losing
The opportunity coming
And we gon take it
Ain't no waiting around
I been way too patient
My brudda told me call on
God cuz he won't leave me
Having inner battles
the past
How I, how I
I wish I could go back to when
Time didn’t matter
Oh regress
To a point where I had no regrets
Just dulcet joy
Wish I could stop
might be missed
By the time I pull the trigger
My conciseness gone
So I set my sights on the gun
Tears of rage down my face
I place it to my temple
No way
second hand
It's by no means second rate
They took me in the office and they told me very carefully
The way that I could benefit from death and disability
down like a 7-Up
Not playing no games, I'ma level up
Treat them like horses, let 'em ride and saddle up
After words, we drinkin' out double cups
I just
escape
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape
Man with no music but happy he's free
Bailin fast as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks
Lemme go out my way, feelin' like it's second grade
Lookin' like you second rate, made a sucka' suffocate
Demons got me in a rage, so much stuff I
didn't hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that's your fantasy (that's your fantasy)
know me that am on ma way
Coz am on ma way
On ma way
And 24 / 7 on ma way
Am on ma way
On ma way
Keep ma head up and on ma way
Coz am on ma way
On ma way
had it with no hot water?)
Nah, show me
(Hold up a second)
What the fuck?
(And then you do it like that)
OK, go ahead ... AHH shit, fuck, that's
the whip no mileage
Call me on money replying
How come the opps keep dying
Regardless- that's a pack that I'm buying
Street like a kitchen, chopping
your bloodstream
We're seven seconds, we're seven seconds from Babylon
And who are the heroes today? Doctors, nurses, shop workers underpaid
Salute
known to hate
Was once a bachelor your girl was straight
Reserved for Gs no GEDs
Rap PhDs
Alphabetical potent rhymes poetical
Their theatrics are never
And forth between hip-hop and pop the
Way Taylor Swift can no longer go back
And forth between country and pop
A few days earlier
She'd been in Los Angeles
looks could kill
I would die in your arms 'cause that's the way to go
And I won't disappoint you 'cause you will never know
For every second that I
through walls but I can't be phased
My second hand free, got no time to waste
I ain't driving no boat, but I know a way
And catching a break till my pencil
are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's your name? You're so foxy girl
This
are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's your name? You're so foxy girl
This
Chorus: (sampled from Black Moon's "How Many MC's Must Get Dissed")
Pen predator
Pen predator, et cetera et cetera (7X)
Pen predator, et cetera,
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