Lyrics:
the 7th heaven dad got a clean slate
Yeah this is America I must say (off topic)
I love going where I’m paid to be
I don’t even know who made the beat
If
footsteps
Imma only leave you trailin
I think they fucking jealous
I used to think in 7th grade my mind was blank
Off half a tank of tylenol and aspirin
Have
write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th
going crazy
This nigga going 7th
These days you know the
Hammer under the pillow
Got a mansion left from the ghetto
I'm trapped in the middle
So niggas
a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but
multi platinum, multi diamond nigga from the south
Everyday after high school walked a couple ah miles to the church on 7th
Taught myself music
Cuz
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
living it
I mix the lean in the lemonade
Been seen that work since like 7th grade
New bitch is poppin' she heavenly
Matter fact, that bitch from, hell nah
Texas
And rode with the 7th when Custer went down
This is the last cowboy song
The end of a hundred year Waltz
The voices sound sad as they're singin'
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
The business way to end this I can feel the tremors tremendous
In remembrance of September 11th
Flash back to September 7th
When Tupac was murdered in Vegas
on 7th going up and down
(skrrt skrrt)
We spent 20 on bottles at Up and Down (East)
We cop watches from jewelers
To bust 'em down, like
Yeah, we Uptown (we
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
and know
Know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
I'm from that 7th though
Twins know and Lance
Clark know and Matt know
Shit went 180 on me
Please run
to leave quickly
Youngest Bone nigga, 7th Sign mastermind, y'all get wit me
[Chorus]
We steppin' inside the party, Mardi Gradi
Now give me a shot
minds
When the phoenix is going to rise
And the sunlight shines again
This was in 639
December the 7th
The end for the "kingdom of a thousand
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
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
lines sayin oh damn they to fine/
thats it this the motha fuckin 7th line/
fuck it im tired of rhymes/
so ima go sit back and pop my motha fuckin nine
humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th Sign
For the F-B-I you want to come test my Enterprise
Bitch you
The day the angel came
The sky poured with rain
I didn't know how to feel before
The 7th bell rang
She took my hand
To a place far away
hitting licks since I use to say presentate
Back in 7th grade, that was great, I was getting cake
With my slime like sito
Give her that wood, Home Depot
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
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