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they say you're a lonesome man When I stepped in to the street, seven men lay could as ice Killed by the wanted men, I would make them pay the price
I'm in my 7 deExplainuce kelis with the slappin' bat With the slappin' bat, with the slappin' bat I got that rag top Impala with the French blue
(Uh, uh, uh, uh) Don't know how we made it through the night (Come on, come on, come on) 7 minutes to sunrise Oh, baby, now what are we gonna do?
to be heartless Break the window out the Lincoln, and screwdriver-start this Muggin' people, droppin' on 'em from street lights Stab 'em with garden tools
that were foretold, by the forefathers The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas Rock
dancing like they hopscotch all I ever wanna do is flex We done did it by ourselves, now we fucking up a cheque, bitch you know its SNS yea yea yea Look
Phillipe Just dropped a tape, so it’s back to the streets I do not play that no fuck-shit on me I own the city they gave me a key Signed by Colgate 'cause I
enough to seek Are you real If you're all that I can see You're all that I can see I will follow Light made by the Moon with street lamps Scattered
Produced by: Pluto Recorded by: 瑞/马红尘 (025 Studio) Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞 Countin’ 7 while I’m hopin’ for the 8 figures I ain’t got no time to play
You know it's in me, where you at Go call me Rockin' Robert Drake, 7th Drake And I'm fuckin' fuck on her face Big stick, big AK And we finna blow
fight The flames of sedition Won't spread by contagion but resonance Don't worry then, we'll cross the street
servants indentured The streets taught me before I got my masters The same streets I slept in before I had an address Matter of fact that was before I had
would know where Ra be at Down the block at the bodega or laundromat Putting quarters on the cab, to claim I had next Street Fighter 2, NBA Jam we catch
whip) Turn a four into a seven, then you hit the block and kill it That's how I fed my mama and three other lil' siblings (facts) Not to mention my
Written By: Keith Keahey Recorded and Mixed at: Street Legal Studios, North Charles Street, Maryland Music Engineer: Mark Carey of Street Legal Studios
what I'm talking about (oh no oh no oh shii !) clways kept your head up Big homie, don't live by the street, We just adapt to the code, is easy
out to the heavens, holes in his body, I gave him like seven Shot him at ten, he was dead by eleven, by then I was at my boy crib playin' Tekken
with scopes Bean in thе Bentley, I'm jiggy, she dig me Steam in the hemi, my fleece was by Ricky Them boys can have not a piece of this city My young
newspapers by the kitchen sink You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge Plymouth Up the street with human feet colored apple-green With spots eatin
Like kindergarteners My vision's bothered by vigilantes that harbor on street corners Try your hardest to harvest bundles of weed on ya The starving'll
a space sealed By placing a switch If life is a bitch then she fuck me nice Boxed up for seven joints now she pregnant Bout to birth me yikes My first born
ask a nigga what that G like I remember playing curve ball, and soccer They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers The days ain't
ask a nigga what that G like I remember playing curve ball, and soccer They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers The days ain't
smashed down the street Trying to get rid of the braud But her mama standing in the front yard Lookin' at me weird 'cause I'm gangsta geared I looked kinda
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