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meant it
I'll never change and I won't learn my lesson
Keep my head high 'cause I won't be resisted
I won't give up 'til you tell me you'll listen
I can't

Suspect

Nas

It Was Written

1996

your dry cell
My niggas never snitch, why tell?
We roll with no regrets, destinies, fifties and equities
Queens'll be the death of me

at the boy unless they blinded by the bezel
This is special
My people
Won't be here
I might be lost I wanna run
Can't keep up
Can't keep still
I'm losing

a million dollar mind
Can't be a hundred dollar nigga
Need my fetty by the minute
I thought it was way, way quicker
So on Tuesday
I built a patio and deck

I breathe in for four seconds
Three
Two
One
I hold myself for four seconds
And in that time my other self has learnt to be fluent in confidence
Each

of a maze
Made of black mist and mad fists and my head was damaged and I had to manage 
My own hot ferocity because im feral and that's for real 
But I still

There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six

I'm better, but you not a rapper
I came in this bitch with some of my subtractors
We doing the math and you can't be a actor
I say what I want, and you

Aye come her lil niggah
Let me pop my shit just for a second
Aint no second guessing
This for the grown and adolescent
Got me talking reckless
From

Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way

Second class passenger first degree murder
Silver lining traveler don't agree further
Caramel candymaker always eat Werthers
Get my worth up I don't

We're not done yet

Oh I used to fear the day
Watching my life like an old school movie
I never played my own part
Oh I sought the safety of a world

just started rappin
Started mapping up a way out
Had to reroute
Let the fam down
Moved to a new town
Swear this meant to be
Cause me and my homie P

My Seven Bizzos

2 Live Crew

As Nasty as They Wanna Be

1989

surveyor
Now y'all ain't heard?  You better go ask your mother
That your sister's being dicked by Marquis, your brother

My seven bizzos...
Seven days, seven

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

stayin' in Chicago, I had my own apartment
I be doin' like just beats for local acts just to try to keep the lights on
And then to go out and buy, get

string, Am7
Afraid to let you down by my imperfections
I’m sorry that I wasn’t enough

Verse chords
I know I’m losing you
When I hear our song and can’t

littered with highs
While yours was by the ground
So right now, give in to entropy
Let it die now

You said I'd be just fine
But you lied to my face

individuals in this department
Can’t clean up their own fricking mess
This song was gonna be for Meg
But she left
Couldnt handle the pressure, so she stepped

crashing
Wishing that shit didn't even happen
Being on my own, used to be alone
Ran free inside my head, you said that you were home
Going through my mind,

crashing
Wishing that shit didn't even happen
Being on my own, used to be alone
Ran free inside my head, you said that you were home
Going through my mind,

crashing
Wishing that shit didn't even happen
Being on my own, used to be alone
Ran free inside my head, you said that you were home
Going through my mind,

Keeper of the 7 Keys [Remix]

Helloween

Treasure Chest

2002

satan who won't let us be
Our only hope's your victory
Kill that satan who won't let us be, kill

You're the keeper of the seven keys
That lock up

establish
If a BOFFIN really me then I creating what you gassing, aye
I'm the nigga so influenced by my standards, aye
Shit be drippin you can tell we ain't

Hard to Kill

Spice 1

Wu-Chronicles, Chapter 2

2001

you and that ho, got a cap for each 
Nigga fucking with my cash flow. 
Pid cap, be love cap pid, 
Because in the neighborhood 
Cause still kill