Lyrics:
crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And just so Conservatives don't take it
, 7th, 7th Ward
Ayy, 7th Ward
Bitch, I been fuckin' these bitches (7th), now I'm duckin' these bitches (7th)
Untouchable, limitless, ho, don't fuck with
spray
Play w us and we pull up to where you lay
I was passing them notes back in 7th grade
Now I can't get these bitches to go away
So if I call her up
one cooler
In 7th grade I had a teacher named mr. dulah
Who used to wear his pants up to his chest
And I want you to just listen
Cause.. this is no
locked In, How you hit me wit a combination like we Boxing, let me out of jail now I go places, I was watching
I'm on 7th street front the mobile Nigga I
crept into Heaven, God overslept on the 7th
The New World Order was born on September 11
Father, forgive them, for they don't know right from wrong
without him
I haven't seen him since i was in the 7th grade (when things just went crazy)
God thank you for always sticking by me
Thank you for always being
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a fuckin drought
So on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans
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
That's truth
What's up
Ain't nothing changed but the color of the money
These new blue hundred dollar bills, huh
How that look
Jones
I'm on 7th
Frankie was upstate, his Harlem girl
Continued to spiral in her social whirl
So I paged her from my gig on East 7th I said,
"Hey, babe, you doin'
irrelevant
Writing you a canticle
My language is semantical
Like I'm on the 7th year
We calling it sabbatical
Fill me up with wisdom
Making me grammatical
Or
They up inside a prison
Been thankful god for blessing my soul
By why a nigga still living
Tonio died we was in 7th grade
I still got niggas ain't
walking
along 7th Avenue, when I came to 14th Street I saw on the corner curious
mutilations of the human form; it was a school for handicapped people.
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
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
Of a childhood she never got live
By the age of 30 she was on her 7th kid (that' me)
And I know she couldn't stand me
I was fighting for her love
But she was
hundred, they like, "Mac Critter just gave it" (gave it)
I know the opps sittin' back, lookin' like, "That shit crazy" (crazy)
7th Street nigga (7th
it's hard to leave
Roll up, smoke 'em back to back
If you got some we can match
Money coming, we can stack
Dime bags, 20 bags, 50s, 100s grab a 7th
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
want a slice
Dance in 7th heaven to the Rhythm of the night
Who's the Master
Shi
Who's the Master
Me Bih
Bow bow bow bow
Bow to the your Master
Bow bow
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
never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no
You lived on the 7th floor
It was far from heaven but it meant more
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