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I want somebody familiar
By my reflect today
Take the shot
I'll be your hero
God pressure to the second

Tell me what I've done, done
Just
Seven moons for seven seas 
Won't let them get the better of me 
They'll pass me by 
Don't pass me by 
My seven fears all fear of me 
They'll
is sure,
What it is that she smiles for.
She leaves with no sign of what she has done.
Though her morning rise, known by everyone;
I'll tell you
hands
By the fourth step how much light is left?
Five six seven, I can see my dark and the harm
I've done, I've left
Eight, nine, ten I'll take it
seconds
If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
This place is growing old,
Weathering, aging.
Seasons flicker by.
It gives the theatre light to show a film, the memoir of a boy.

Note
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done

We picked up the trail at the seven crowns
One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
We
These punk motherfuckers now a hip hop crew?
Naw, we just having some fun.
A little somethin' we wanna get done.
Anyone say a word, better shut
Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick,
Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles,
Let's go

8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin',
And my 8 album
Hmmm C22
These punk motherfuckers now a hip hop crew?
Naw, we just having some fun.
A little somethin' we wanna get done.
Anyone say a word, better
And a hundred other boys and girls 
And all that you have done 

We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns. 
One of your cronies - he was doing your rounds
son
Dre told me he ain't doin Detox, this his only run
Mase comin back, and Hov, he done
I'm surrounded by legends, sittin at the round table
I am
they're left with the scent of death threats

in 7 seconds I'll become undone, I'm breaking through
if you're around by the time I reach number one I'm
"Gun shots"

[Ty Knitty]
Uh uh uh it's war son for real

" Machine gun shots"

[Godfather]
War (repeating)

If its war it's on
24 slash 7 war war 
We
It's been a miracle from what you've done
Please stay right by my side
Two can be one
The righteous way to go
Been a while but no
I'll believe
7-1-8, and 5-1-6 area
Throughout borough to borough, state to state, world thorough wide
I ride, driving mass tracks to genocide
Verbal defender,
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
We keep ya feelin' oh so high 

Like its 1999 
All over again with all of my hustlers, soldiers by my side 
Been a long, long ride, I'm still
Brownson 
Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols 
Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking 
Cold freezer,
jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checking
The dopest motherfucker that ya
smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checking
The dopest motherfucker that ya hearing
Scratch all that, cause mama loved to pick the tool up
Now a marathon blew up
And it's by the hands of two nuts
When Castro took the kids for about ten
a winner?

Then again it's kinda late, so what's up with dinner?
At my place or my place or my place or my place
By the fireplace or the candle light
know
Second by second, heat blazed through the night
Leaving a dazzling array of neon lights
The primary reason of mission for them spitting
stressin'
Forget the second guessin', nigga just watch where your step
No weapons in my possession, murderin' done to perfection
Send them niggas back