Lyrics:
now I use this pen to calculate my next decision
He rap like he possessed so we might need a exorcism
I do this for the 7th
But my actions back in 2 11
now I use this pen to calculate my next decision
He rap like he possessed so we might need a exorcism
I do this for the 7th
But my actions back in 2 11
to take off I'm out of here
I'm bout to shift into 7th gear
We used to chat but that was yesteryear
Sorry I ain't get to them messages
Weed water and this
about you
I still love everything about you
I'm not myself when I'm without you (Yeah)
Feels like 7th grade all over again
Sitting down in the class,
stronger than lightening strike
If I ever rap battle you, it’s the last day
You could ever hold on to that fuckin' mic
Back to the 7th grade were I was
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
feeling villainous
Hoping one day I'll catch syphilis
Maybe by then I'll be chivalrous
But I'm not there yet, so suck on this
Sprechers all over my fucking
mixed jazz blues and pops
And the salsa fusion, he's lady's shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the 7th day, it was
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
a major 7th chord...
Where are you going
Where are we from
Why are you leaving
What did i become
Demons are Heathens
Hide from the sun
A girl is a season
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
cancer patients
But that's okay
That's just my insecurities telling me that I'm afraid
Like back in 7th grade, whispering in my ear, telling me that I
lets do this
For the Mo Thug, 7th Sign, Thugline
For the love of Eazy, it's Ruthless
And the truth is nigga, we run this thang
Nigga better duck
me mentally. My uncle got a life sentence? but nah bruh a century. I gotta lot of arms to extend, I’m not a centipede. I been a “G”, the 7th letter
that I ever had
Joining our group, I'm glad to have you back
Working on this video for us
By the way, never gonna give you up was a blast, eh!
Dolphin,
could've been another tragedy
(Let's Go)
December 7th you decided to go out with your boys
And i remember this was making a lot of noise
Decided to get into
You get nothing for free
Flooded my wrist
And I cubaned the link
And it burn on my neck
To the 7th degree
I gotta go get it for motha
Whenever She see
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
when I arrive
You can see hate in they eyes
Baby they tried
But 7th ward soldiers don't die
Our energy turn to vibe
And get the whole universe high
Ah Ah
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
demons while i weave in these streets
Let it breath mayne
And give the shit right back to me
I'm Carolyns 7th seed
The genocide gone end with me
If we got
'm on a plane trip
So high up still won't hurt if I slip
Heart so cold tried to melt it with this drip
Made it through the hail just look at my wrist
Covered in
when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But let me
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
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