Lyrics:
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I lay the pipe for that ass and make her dance
(True)
If ya'll ho getting fucked on the 7th flo'
Then you wouldn't know 'cause the bitch don't want
(He's got an aura around him
You really can't explain it
But this was the best I could do)
Last seen on the 7th
All through March 11th
He's always
in all that grime? You have got The Clairvoyant, Prisoner, Heaven
Can Wait, released the 7th of November 1988 chart position number six! Yes!
of the month, until the 7th
And from the 17th to the end it's like heaven
We go from buying back to selling
Ay, I live like a king, by way of delivery
she thought I meant cola
P-P-P-Pull up on ya block, lookin' like I got a weapon
All my dogs in fucking heaven like I'm Jesus in the 7th
I know
Cause The veil is the flesh the Spirit tearing it off
Man on the 6th day approaching the 7th
Y'all still believe that lie we're disappearing to heaven
am the center of all things
I am the one that you call king
I am the 7th of chakras
I am existent In all beings.
Think of the crown
Yall think of me
without him
I haven't seen him since i was in the 7th grade (when things just went crazy)
God thank you for always sticking by me
Thank you for always being
the short, flick ash for the sport, uh
Ruby wrestles several devils in the 7th Ward
But Ruby can't afford to move towards the horde just yet
7th Ward Dragon
The 7th day is Sabbath
Of the Lord thy god
On that day active-lay avoid that job
In 6 days the Lord made the heaven and earth
On the 7th day he
Remines twist shit blaze it up and spit this real shit
For the homies that R.I.P.
Don't trip on crip we keep ya'll alive
Meech dogg bigg Ernest, Fred
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
Remines twist shit blaze it up and spit this real shit
For the homies that R.I.P.
Don't trip on crip we keep ya'll alive
Meech dogg bigg Ernest, Fred
want a slice
Dance in 7th heaven to the Rhythm of the night
Who's the Master
Shi
Who's the Master
Me Bih
Bow bow bow bow
Bow to the your Master
Bow bow
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
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
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
just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for
I told yall before this the return of the gawd,
God-body you are now entering the
7th Ascension of heaven
All praise to the most high
You Ready???
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
These songs are for Bisan
I pray that you keep going
I don't how it be but
I want you to know that I see ya
Once upon a time a little bitch named
give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11
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
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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