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I'm not easy to live near
Not easy to live in
Hey baby, you're not going to lose next to me
But you're sure not gonna win

What do you call it? 7th

dark and hell is hot, I can tiptoe through the lava
This runtz a 7th of Obama
plotting in my cave, just like Osama
I ain't never have to sit and debate,

Think im clumsy at an olive garden
This bread all in my pants
I was solo at the dance

Back in 7th grade
Now the same girls hit me
Cause they….see i’m

cousin came home about 2 days later
September 25th to October 7th
Me and my co-defendant, saying we stealing cars and toting weapons
With no confessions,

Yea nigga, look, uh
Father Bruce cold as January 7th
I get a lot of love, I show love to the peasants
Straight outta Heaven, word play is pleasant

slicing shit like im a anime
Nigga tried to fight me but i stabbed em in the 7th grade
Yea i brought the pipe because i heard he gotta better fade
You gon

Wonder if it’d make a difference if I’d bothered to pray

On the hunt for peace of mind since like 6th, 7th grade

And if you asked me what I’ve found

sleigh

On the 8th day of Christmas, Rosemarie  gave to me
8 nieces and nephews, for me to buy them gifts
On the 7th day of Christmas, Jeannette gave to me

comes it goes
Till then sit still and listen while
I make these notes

Remember 7th grade
Mixing tech in the lemonade
Everyday was pleasant waste of time

wanna know what you been thinking)

My thoughts have been unpleasant 
Since March 7th
Since adolescence 
The same complexes 
Can’t stop hurt 
It’s like

Shots out to Big Tigga,
I'm not him, but my forces wrap around your city
You seem off the suspect like P. Diddy
His close associate gave Keefe D that

me
A dude from the woods
Now its saint Paul 7th st.
End wars
Make peace
Pen - pad
Dank - leaves
Hoping that I fade away 
Mo-dank - day dream 
Chillin

better better,  better make it count 

BRIDGE)
You ever feel like a 10, when you're dressed to the nines
8 maids a-milking and you prefer wine
7th heaven

an appropriate track
To shout the bros like my nigga Tim rollin’ the thrax
7th grade hoop dreams thinking Kobe and Shaq
Remember duck lip friend tried to throw me

Exhumed as Johnie
The 7th Ray
(Ayee)

All the shade, shade
Always thrown my way
But I guess I gotta flex
On these fucking sweet flakes
All the paid, paid

just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for

October 7th
1997
Daphne and Chad birthed a legend and that's all facts

I gotta thank the family first cause they built the kid up
To keep going

that 7 series 
I wanna see Lebron play up in the 7th series 
Rolex on my brothers arms time they'll never need it
Private jets to Milan, pasta with

Mom jetted for
The 7th floor window once they purged my umbilical
The witch doctor called her survival a work of a miracle
Now I live the life

Free the real that's locked behind the gates 
'Member when I used to flip a 8th 
Make the 7th money by the 8th 
All this ice and I don't even skate 
Big

Schizophrenic

Bizzy Bone

The Gift

2001

Bone here we are 
In and out your car, and calm 
Call me in the 7th song 
Regime, you can't get in the battle zone 

(Chorus) 

(Bizzy) 
I see no black

what's happening
"Oh, he's still rapping?" Haven't stopped since 7th grade, to the lot of ya, owe a lot of ya some fades
Like a cockroach coming back with

mild reaction, you try to hear my voice, hear what's happening
"Oh, he's still rapping?" Haven't stopped since 7th grade, to the lot of ya, owe a lot

I spoke to my girl friend she's thirty seven
You would think that I'm in 7th heaven
I'm living too fast, ignoring the warnings
I know that I'll pay