Lyrics:
stay on, we stay on
[He stay on] He is on
We be on cause
We stay on
With pleasure
Here I go, the seven odd
Manchu squad
Black notes I quote, I dedicate
Pt 1
On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On and on, on and on, on and on, yo
It goes on and on and on
All around the clock
2-4-7 like
The only way to deal with racism if you're black
Well seven in the morning I woke up to jog
Rushed out the door to inhale the smog
As I ran I began
[Big V]
One of them is fat and loud
second one is black and proud
Third one's drunk and wild
fourth one slip and slid
one of them is just shy
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
Ayo shout out to this beat and the producer
Hold up the producer tag's right here
(Triple that Grayto)
Seven seven seven three three three
Nigga
open 24/7, bitch we don't close
Graveyard
No gloves on, my hands was so cold
Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
Black tape,
you, no
Crush you, no
Because your light shone brighter
One seed of a second's disdain
Grows to a family tree
Petrified by the loss and the pain
hunger is unexplainable
Strike the match, just what I expected
The dread kid ejected in seconds
And here come two
Opposite sexes
One black, one Malaysian
don't know what to say
(chorus)
24/7
It's 24/7 at the 7-11
It's black Tuesday for a day, then a year, then a decade
We're bringin 9/11 to those that
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
by coin you lost my love
Risking everything we could've had
Payday's here, no turning back
Cause you bet everything on red
But your soul is black
July twenty-second two thousand and nothing
The aliens crashed through the atmosphere
Parked on the roof of a church full of bigots
Crashed through
realest in the jungle
Heroin by the bundles huh!
Seven summers no fumbles yeah
We them niggas
That make them wonder what
Getting money spending money
it was heaven
I been counting 7 minutes when I struggle for a second
I been countin up the clock like i was paid to tell the time
I been dreamin o'
the rings on
Da da da da daaaah
cn I can see it clearly
Game 7 series ya'll got to feel me
Cool under pressure I'm bout to do em filthy
Seconds on da clock
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
[Hook: Unknown Singer]
Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)
[Killah Priest]
I see demons in the atmosphere
Gats appears out of nowhere
Blood
green, black, and red
They'll probably wave a white flag after plasma shed
No doubt, yo the game went they own route
I can't explain what these lame
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
What Happened what happened to the time it felt like only seconds
Back in 1999 i was only seven we was playing with no lines tackle two hand legends
to tell you heavens ain't real
You're a big kid, get your ego off the rails
Angels manipulated by seven second reels
This ain't the wrong side of heaven its
peace from the earth
This is the second seal that's been released
And this is worst than the first
Wait! Here comes a black horse
And this man has scales
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