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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

often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did

my 7th grade ex
I'm just a boy from Miami to Tally, don't know any money, don't even know how I should flex
Don't even know if I should
Wish I could

around to catch a wave
I never can be replaced
Duplicate it’s never same
Bitches call from 7th grade
It’s hard too shake this game
I’m still deep in they

brain
Woah
Since i'm 11, man i been dying over heaven 
Wondering what it would be like just to fly there
Embodied by 7 the moment i became a freshman boy

your mrs
Tired of these deuces
Ima keep on drinking
Always been a big spender
I'm the worlds new 7th wonder
7 lives they almost over
But my art is for

hear me unleash the beast Like the 7th seal was broken
But can I piece together these words spoken
To help me reach my peak
Before I get to speak wise

arm and now you niggas doubt it
Been rocking Jacob since 7th grade
Your diamonds cloudy
My mission, I’m bout it
Your vision is cloudy
My niggas
ROWDY

Makes sense but uhh deep values I made dense,
Found zen, and lost hate my 6th 7th and 8th sense
I'm sayin' f*ck all that drama yo I'm good
The present

Kingdom keys RPGs
We unlock it

Nuclear warheads
Prophetic rockets

Wars on wars

The mist of heaven from the1st to da 7th

 Three and a half days in

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

this aint usually how I move
But don't be confused
Behind the scenes I been out making moves
My cd at 7th heaven right on troost
If you got a few dollas

Had Free lunch in the 7th grade
A Free spirit, nigga never hate
God get me outta hell for Heaven sake
My deep lyrics who could relate
Trapped in

Bunch of shitty whiskey in me
Gentilly with the 7th Ward Lord
Razor blades slice the vocal chords

From New Orleans to Atlanta
Sip a dirty Big Shot, fuck

the 7th time by USA
A thousand men get suited up with white sunglasses on their face
What a way I see it play out on the TV news today
The masters

at the blackboard
Blinds weren't a match for
Three little twerps slingin'
Heaters from the back door
Threw across the body like
Mahomes how we passed
7th grade has

much say on the 7th album? -  light
There's ill niggas that ain't poppin' without him
Like, if I'm the final destination, y'all know the outcome, right

the 7th grade, before a verse ever got me paid
Before I ever put my 2 feet on a stage, I was livin' mediocre wit' roaches on the floor
We used a curtain

write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th

I told yall before this the return of the gawd, 
God-body you are now entering the 
7th Ascension of heaven 
All praise to the most high
You Ready???

all the
Effort inside there
The scent, it is sublime grade
Senses working at vine
Racing through our brain
7th heaven has no number attached to it

you a visual since middle school my life still has been miserable

But you don't know what I had went through
7th grade is when I had met you
You

might be On The Road Again
Messin' around with my Pride & Joy
But I'll still be countin'  My blues still a-mountin

I'm the 7th Son Of A Seventh Son and I

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 
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