Lyrics:
24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...
Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
of sand drop from the hourglass
It's how much time I got
I got no fucks on charity
I swear to God I'll hang it up right now
If by 2 more vowels you don't swear by me
Turn your faith in 2 seconds
Walk up
was a writer too, I figure I'm in my lane
‘Round 8 or 7 I fell in love with rap sh**
cll I really needed was 86 hours of practice
I'm lying, more like
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
I got caught up by the one time now I kick it in a birdcage
Mobbing with the homies on the Frontline since the first day
Those that done time know
Nathaniel London made this
You know it's F
Blessed by the ODB
She a peng ting no doubt
I'm running off on with the crowd(Yeah)
Don't move don't even
Thinking to myself something gotta give
Gotta switch it up
Man I gotta put this shit in second gear
On the fast route to them M's
Thinking this can't
It’s Devante man
Lemme talk for second
Maneuver different
Keep ya fuckin distance
That’s what I tell myself
Let’s focus up, complete the mission
a bitch yeah I can tell by how he stand
Pistol in the party glock 2-7 make ya dance
I got money on my mind I barely kick it with my friends
Yo ho just said
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah
Roll Cadillacs
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah
Roll Cadillacs
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
to aggravation
I got my ears closed, back to bookin' my own shoes
Level seven eight nine - second dimension
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
On the first day of christmas my true love gives to me, a cartridge in the left knee (Ow)
On the second day of christmas my
(Chorus) 2x
I'm real if you here or not.
For my day ones to the day I die
We aint lose no sleep for the weary eye
Cause friendship 7 is all we got
take over
7 to 7, iron to iron, ni ise factory, se ise ni eleyi abi iseee , 400 Naira per day,
nothing to show off at the end of the day
E no easy
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s
That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fuckin' bro
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
"Gun shots"
[Ty Knitty]
Uh uh uh it's war son for real
" Machine gun shots"
[Godfather]
War (repeating)
If its war it's on
24 slash 7 war war
We
outchea catching they second wind
Meanwhile my artist homies just decided to begin
While I’s already being blessed with new musical gear
This ain’t me
they'll be acting
Sit around my back you wanna have it
If I'm losing track you gonna stab it
Had so many issues my daddy
Now I know he wishin I was seven
and love it, sort of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest,
eyes on the highway
Eyes on the highway
Just keep your eyes on the highway
You, me, heading down the road now
In front of seven billion souls now
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