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shoulders and tapped my feet
For sixty seven seconds she stared at my shoe
I knew she didn't know what to do
I said, "Listen lady, I got a ten and a quarter

and gone
I be doing it for supporters, I couldn't never joke
Grown man problems every second when I'm seven though
So whoever talking like they with me

Two thirty-four by the side of the door
Four walls and some shingles built just after the war
In the shade of a willow, near the end of the road

to the edge
You can educate but hesitate cuz some questions can leave you for dead
See these Questions
Behind the real of my lines
Behind the skill in my rhyme

I wouldn't be choking
I wouldn't be joking 24 7 on some clown shit
I came to Durban and thought I lost it but man I found it fuck

You thought about

to cut them hours of me all alone
Proud of what I been surrounded by just for a couple sets
Until they call my phone, chilling in my throne
I been sitting

Shots in schools
From the guns
Of the government
But some protect
Second amendment
And the NRA
Cut them a percent
Mental illness ostracized
From

the poor in countries
But never show their hardworking doctors that work in them
24/7, breaking their backs, not worrying about if they get a check
So they

second that I get
As it drains from your eyes and chokes you till you're dead

I fucking hate you. I thought that you would understand 
But you don't so

and pray for the downfall of the one
Pay no attention 'cause It fuckin' weighs a ton

I get a call for some paper, then its seeya later
I ain't the kind

haikus she my lucky number 7
Every single second
Take a chance to tell her right up

I'm afraid I like you
Too much
Now I'm losing
Sleep overthinking
About

to sail the seven seals, climb the highest mountain then realise in my heart is where heavens be
I want to shout to the Sky (Oh God) then be humbled by her

gonna go down?
It's too good now, it's gotta plow
Change the style, I switch it up
Day by day, life's goin' up
My journey's now, it's just begun
I told

tryna love em
My life was hard but as i grew i understood my mother
When tryna to get to where you going sometimes you gotta struggle
Might do some shit

Shout outs to q tip
Jerobi Ali Shaheed
Rip Phife Dawg
It's the vibe
Let the story begin on ya mark get set
Reminisce from the second when our hearts

Telling me to hurry up, got some nerve giving cheek
Dee, this the second time you've been late in one week
Started this job 2 days ago, already wanna leave

feel lucky count the sevens
1, 2, 3, I count the seconds
Until I can have you right here in my presence
Let me make a confession
Not a believer but I'll

to come
Yeah that's okay, my love
Let me get some rest (Uhuh huh)

I gotta be honest man, that shit was trash
Just change the drums and make a second part

Storytelling generations strung out on depressants or the five senses
Still naive enough and outside the picture enough
To be a picaro by twenty-seven or 2027

me, friend, I never forget
One wrong step, and without a second chance
You're dead, not even with a bout and gettin some respect
You're stuck,

was soft as velvet
She got some tickets to my show
Then I saw her sitting in the second row
Caught a whiff of the scent my cologne
Fell in love and now

some cabbage
We chasing the dough you chasing these hoes
Still in The Five and I'm still with my woes
Don't give a shit for a fake or a foe
Spent 400

they're doctors
Heathrow is seven miles to the north-east
Controversy just like a priest
Going on trips, your shirt is creased
Pooja's rising just like

goodness
Everyday you'd see me yearning
But you'd keep it all due roaming
Cause for every single second that fared you knew I'd be to it
In the sake of seven