Lyrics:
the lesson
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Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I
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
gon' die three times
And the four takes life
Five of you try to jump me
And six Angels come
To take you away to 7th Heaven
When that alcohol hit, I'm
I've done bootings and whacked
Yeah yeah yeah we're the kings of shellings
Yeah, we're the kings of the 7th
When I get 'round there it's a murder
I
be finishing school soon
She works for NASA exploring space
Flying regularly to Jupiter's 7th moon
Lack defying all law of gravity and otherwise, flew
friends
And maybe then... mu, mu, mu maybe then
Early mornin
On my 7th inning stretching shit, fighting sleep
Last night I thought I'd never miss
Writing
one cooler
In 7th grade I had a teacher named mr. dulah
Who used to wear his pants up to his chest
And I want you to just listen
Cause.. this is no
on the 7th of December, for the soldiers and
for the family welfare of the soldiers who dide in wars..
The money that comes to this collection is spent..
for
obligated, to be a Juvenile for life
It don't change robbin' shit in this game
I know you heard about that 7th ward, 9th and the rest
But who's
heavens
I kill it every (Mm) session
Comme des garçon on my wedding date, ayye
You ain't pulled a girl since like the 7th grade
Lift your face up, I'm laced
been 7th grade then
Way back in auntie's basement
Way back when I was anxious
Way back catching cases (Right)
Legal fees got me workin' hard
Tryna pay
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I got Armageddon weaponry like the 7th Seal
Jahwe send me soundwaves (sshaa-sshaaa) that you feel
Hail and fire, a burning mountain, it's
many moments in my memory
Well sure was fun, ‘cause the game was free
It was free
Hey Mister, you seem anxious to go
You’ll find that seat in the 7th
there were seven emcee's in the 7th grade
i would kick seven rhymes had only seven made
but those seven rhymes we stole
note the way your toning
i gave
grain on the ear...
M: V.S.O.P. Hennessy, so save y'all fuckin' beers..
J: A die-hard nigga, a 3rd Ward nigga...
M: 7th Ward hardhead, ready for war,
built it with 5 stories, ayy
Shoutout to Saweetie (Saweetie)
These boys working with the LMPD
Back in 7th grade, I was selling CDs
I can tell they
with a Smith and a Wesson
Shedding blood for my niggas in heaven
Selling drugs from the 6th to the 7th
In the club with a six shot 38
Level up to a 357
7th Ward niggaz
Pass that weed to them 8th Ward niggaz
Pass that weed to them 9th Ward niggaz
Pass that weed to them 10th Ward niggaz
Pass that weed
they pussy desert
You can catch me in the back of a Cad'
Gat in the bag, black doo-rag
Me and 7th and Baghdad
Drinkin' our drinks, faces like Sphinx
from Cali, you get it I mail 'em
38 baby I post on the 7th
Hop out the car wit' that Mac-11
Runnin' wit' killers, we all be steppin'
Pull up and spray
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta
squad knows I bleed blue
I'm from the 7th
I can show you how my dargs move
Stand your ground like there's
Nowhere to run to
Sip double cups, my bitches
Take me back, to chicago
7th inning stretch
This ain't a game dog
Im fucking singing
Frank-ly no-way
Never take it back
Everything I'm saying
Life
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
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