Lyrics:
That's on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
Coverage I synethestry
Got rise from defending me
Cause New York'll miss me if I'm locked in
land and the plutocrat
All that's mine is a small coffin
I swear to god this the wrong hustle
This the Fegefeuer, The Dante tale
Morocco is the 7th Hell
The hoochie coochie man
'Cuz you know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
'Cuz I'm the hoochie coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here
On the 7th hour
Of the 7th
That gas will make you move with the
Make some room for the goof
Debut shit
Drop on 7
September on the 7th
But It took me like eleven
Still
Hidden Ink:
Written By: JonPaul L. Feliciano
Intro:
Uh, yeah (x2)
It’s Ruhk Bishop
Chorus:
I came a long way since that baby steppa in the 7th
'm going crazy
This nigga going 7th
These days you know the
Hammer under the pillow
Got a mansion left from the ghetto
I'm trapped in the middle
So niggas
we're too far gone in love
Yea we're alright, don't want a ordinary life
Meet me at the subway on 7th
And we can run just for ever and ever
I wanna
time ago
Know and know
Know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
I'm from that 7th though
Twins know and Lance
Clark know and Matt know
Shit went 180
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
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
you tell me how's it gonna sound
Oh they're turning down the lights now
Not many cars on the 7th street
And I wonder if my wishes still stand
Or are
still love you's"
7th day of the week and it turns out
Your words are starting to sting are mispronounced
I need to escape your manic powers
There's no
broke 'cause the money ain't free
I just want hydraulics on a chrome '63
And pimp a couple hoes on 7th and Cherry
Tell them bitches "Have my money"
come for the money
What'd you come for?
Got a 7th in the Sprite, but I want mo
500 for the car, ho, hold up, hold up
I spent a hundred on my
Fit
a close call with a grenade
I think we both must have been about 7th grade
But don't panic we both survived without damage
But we developed a bond like we
demons, 7th day I rest
Boy I'm right there at yo door with it like I'm ups
And my fiancée is a virgin, okay that's a flex
I was in the world but had enough
rough
Gotta shove down the pain show I'm actually tough
The creator lookin at me reading language of love
The liquid move through me upon the 7th I seal
sister I was in 7th grade
Same year Avary got stabbed in his heart and moved to heaven gates
He was 2 years old it hurt my soul because I felt the blame
My
I come with them things that go bang
It's still an (Everyday Thang), for me to let my nuts hang
You want a performance, where's the ticket?
If
The business way to end this I can feel the tremors tremendous
In remembrance of September 11th
Flash back to September 7th
When Tupac was murdered in Vegas
the 7th heaven dad got a clean slate
Yeah this is America I must say (off topic)
I love going where I’m paid to be
I don’t even know who made the beat
If
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance
Step by step we climbed
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
Whiteness Gang, we keep on yelling
Let them know it's not okay to be telling
How you making money, copping a 7th
Good Gas, u know that's what we selling
Don't
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