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to change 
and by 9-9-99 I hope I'm sittin' on the back porch drinkin' red wine 
singin' Ohhhhhh 

French Fries with Pepper! 
Ohhhhh French Fries with
my hand tonight

The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night
Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite
Seven angels seven demons battle for
by your own hand
As a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every second
by your own hand
As a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every second
by your own hand
As a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every second
getting slapped
I get a couple ki's turned them into crack
And listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks (99)

So if you need word then
[Kool Keith] 

Raising levels Jim 

Flight seven oh four three two one  red four 

Green expanding to one 

Moving levers up at seven decimal
The day of Judgment has arrived
Only the blessed shall survive
The second coming of Jesus Christ
Returning like a thief in the night
from over-stimulation, inflammation

by my reckoning you now have five seconds before lapsing into a coma
tick this box to indicate you're a donor
getting slapped
I get a couple ki's turned them into crack
And listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks (99)

So if you need word then
his blue suede shoes,
Made the rolling stones seem sweet as kool-aid to,
96, 97, 98, 99, 2000, 2001 and beyond,
02, 03, 04, 05, 06 and 7, 08, 09
didn't stop for seven red lights
I jumped into water that's fifty degrees
I've rowed in a kayak in thirty foot seas
I've stayed in the woods for a week
-point-six-two millimetre Kalashnikov rifle,
Fires seven-point-two-six-six-two millimetre rounds, M one-ninety.

Muzzle velocity seven hundred and ten metres per second
for him
Hops in the seven

He gets six figures
When he gets off at five
I'm what he's hungry for
Three little letters and I'm in the mood (in
like
Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second
Make dirt, day Heaven

I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder
Spray seven at your back
as a wholesaler
I think it’s good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think ’99
as kool-aid to,
96, 97, 98, 99, 2000, 2001 and beyond,
02, 03, 04, 05, 06 and 7, 08, 09
Back to back double plat, I did what you want,
Men lie women lie,
daylight one midnight lamp lit twenty four seven
Murdered out windows two exits
Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds
And suicide ain't my
daylight one midnight lamp lit twenty-four seven
Murdered out windows two exits
Street or nosedive to the next life in seconds
And suicide ain't my
takes 7 plus 7 mo', and it ain't gon' happen
So wodie' lay low - be cool
Let me shine, told you that it was goin' down in ('99)
Nigga that didn't believe
Invested in this child 
Spoiled and stained by proud divinity 
Gaining at best the perspective and wisdom 
Of not even a fleeting century 

We have now
just letting me ride
You would do it if my name was DRE
Second coming mothafucker throw it up for the king of L.A
I'm known for making bitches take
the room bitchin'
Doomed if and you got (ravished) and now my tomb's kickin'
Four score, seven years a ho
Knockin' em down with me, 99 beers to go
Nigga back up (back up) back up (back up)
'Fore you get your punk-ass smoked

I'm back by popular demand and so
All black interior on the cherry red
yo
Maxed a ho
You could roll by,I lock the door
La di da di da di da, I got a lot for sure
Ho, I make the paper, I don't let it make me
I stay