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the arm
you're draggin, put on a bra
your boobs are saggin.
Ed should be dead, Yes, Dear too
Judging Amy, The Practice, The View, 7th Heaven
you should go
the business
Look here (Bitch) just don't pull up with no swishers
The pressure I'm rolling I can't disrespect it
The gumbo im smoking 140 a 7th
I gotta stay
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
everybody on a killbill
But I'm on a chill thrill
Music has confused me so many ways
Felt fucked up since 7th grade
I saw homies holding the daggers and blade
I cant sprint Time spent thru the inner me
Science Technology Energy Mathematics
Dont be that stem
Like free all my niggas
Unlock the gate to 7th
Philly 7th street yea I seen some better days. Too early was the call we felt bout soldiers That done stepped away. Praying when the madness stops. Never
a number turned upside down
Can get you into 7th heaven
You unfold the 8 you get a zero
You won't be late
You're just in time
For riding cloud 99
You won't
passin 7th grade
Still you lettin off rage
On a status update
Yea, that's my word
While we was in the lines
Fightin for 9's, they building Zuckerburgs
the 7th of Feb
We 13th March out
Man ah top tier
When mi role thru the street
With the dog and the sign dey beware
Man ah top tier
Thru mi rev up them
Remember how this was done, a step at a time
cre you feeling this at all? cre you feeling this at all?
cnd now the years 're passing by cnd on the 7th
September 7th at 7am
A girl was born, a boy made a man
August 9th, 20 - 10
I fell a distance, and nearly lost my hand
The third of March, when dark
Walkin up 7th Avenue well past 2 pm
Filthy Goblins comin down my way whispering
Got Weed Got Crack
Got Green Got White
Got Green Got White
Got Weed
blood moon
On the 7th day will be the start of the end
Until the judgement day
God help us all, from the void, god help us all
God help us all, from
For those who died on the 7th of July
Passed tragically
And for many more gettin' killed
In Iraq as we speak
Our bombs we as taxpayers are paying for
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
screen and interior designs
I like to watch a nickel turn into a dime and prime time
Rap cats see the 7th sign
Spit the game to your heart soul in your
I watch Jay Leno (he's funny) 7th Heaven too
And I ask myself sometimes "what would Jesus do?"
(Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot
dimensions
4th and 7th Chakras lend the best connection
Third Eye Wide
Third Kind mind
High as birds in sky
A word to wise
Fly cursed In-disguise
My
The turbulence that you created
Now it's fucking real
I should sacrifice you and open
Up the 7th seal
But some part of me loves you and
I want you to be better
exaltation in her eyes
Speakind to me in spanglish
I don't know who I am but I understand the language
She says, you've been dreaming since the 7th century
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
Knows that stayed in garages
9 da 5 taken out garbage
Caged looking for away out
Tells me baby we blessed now
Don't stress out
7th verse
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