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stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance

Step by step we climbed
cats crossed their trail?
Seven by seven, they headed for heaven,
Eight by eight, they got to the gate,
Nine by nine, they drank the wine,
Ten by
those with ears will hear it
As above so below
Lucky 7-7, heaven, have been blown
Back and forth
South to north
Right to left
Life to death
East
God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven

The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed
Seven seconds to the rise
Can't believe I'm still alive
And heaven was waiting for me
I thought this would be the end
But I know you'll understand
religion?
Black man, you gotta make a decision
'Cause God is comin' on day number seven
An' they won't call me a nigga when I get to Heaven

They won't
My Momma told me at the age of seven
Everything that's good in life is a gift from heaven
And since we met, I'd have to bet that's true
There are
Elohim's the New Jerusalem
Puttin', millennium, quintisential christians
Two, shall be revealed, by the seven cathedral seal
As above soap elope a whole
like James Bond, wit infra-red views inject propellin
Was a 7, my steps, and wit da few 
I make power jewels, drop jewelz, wit da crewz
Inside a, outta
"Never to go to war with one another again"

". . .Juden. . ." 

"This country is at war with Germany."

"December 7, 1941, (the Japanese have
colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I circulate the tri-state
is left to fill those halls no steps to grace the floor
For you see mama sings in heaven now round God's golden throne
But I'll always believe that
ever got was a badland farm and seven hungry mouths to feed

And yet and yet our homefire never flickered once
'Cause when all these things went wrong
a unpack, and set up shop

I'm a step back and watch you rock
I'm a rock track, so stop the pop
Then I'm a master blastin through the aftershock
I got,
Blaze the hot
trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon Meth-Tical come and get some

Playin my position, hot Nixon
Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot 
Trizack it sound like heaven 
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some 
 
Player my position, hot
the hot
Trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six five four three two one
My mon' Meth-Tical come and get some

Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This
instrumental refrain.

Seven different members,
Meaning seven different names,
Meaning seven different mouths speaking seven different ways
All common goals
you best step away from the mic before I get Ike Turner on your ass.

Aw fuck
You wanna get jumped chump punk?
Come press your luck by our whole crew we
and incantations summon living fire,
As the seven steps await, hear the great bell toll
With a dead man's bones conjure, the enemy of the soul

From the misery