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Sick of all the dirtys so fuck em ill give em dirtys too
Don't give em nothing they aint earned
I can hurt em in the first second hopeless by the third

them bow to the infamous kings! They know they like how that rings!
All 7's like we pulled out the Brinks!
Going Brady! When I move, I don't shrink!

Suite dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Traveled the world about seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something
Some of them want to use you

Light one up and turn the lights down,
Just the way I'm feeling right now,
Her face shimmers in my mind's eye,
If only we could make time fly,
7 days

Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound
And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats
I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it

I wanna talk about me, Flush, and my brother Pew
We have something very important to tell you
We are twins, sons of schizophrenia
Upset by

Who, who do men say that I am
Determining what my body can and cannot do
Who

The second kind is maiestaticum
That's just talking bout His majesty

At this game
I can't lose
Powered by the sun
We don't need those shoes
Still man over machine
I'm rolling triple sevens
No waste when we are
South of 60

pain
Cause all these diamonds don't do a damn thang
Might get a last name never first name basis
I'm going straight to the top
Can't offer me no second

a second chance
It's been a struggle cause lately, I just been saying "I can't grow my happiness"
"Without you here to see what I plant"
My father left but

On the wind
Loved by all
to her chagrin

Three phones lost
Four Star absence
Thaw the frost
Second chances

Let me do me
Let me be me
Let me have me
Let me see

bitch, layed up
The end was looking near, that's the shit he was afraid of
By the grace of God, he made it out
He got a second chance, now it's time

your trigger and it's time to die
No alibis
12 minutes, that's all you got
1-8-7, an undercover cop
Delve in it, can't hide the shot
You're not in yet,

men pussios suck my dick seven nine three come die by the clique

I let 'em go had to let 'em breathe
Let 'em breathe
I had some ghosts in my memories
I let em go for my energy
Okay let's hop on the second V
I gave

Count up the days of the week
That's about seven of those we don't speak
Count up the days that make up a month
That's about thirty and I ain't see

Like a vine but not seven seconds
I can see me on several records,
But it's just me from Houston Texas
(Wait Slow down)
I know me I know the pressure
I'm

Oh, yeah
Give me a second, just listen
Didn't go to school now I'm counting this money, I ditch
Think about me, I'm the one you been missin'
Was

a long time
Before i see you again
Cause i know right now I'll die if i keep on living like this
Give me second chances cause I really need them
I can not

Veyd the other half a Marley
I'm bartering over barley by that wheat, in the farm with it (Damn)
I'm just talking shit
I got a bone to pick
Rotating

to segregate
They trying me like featherweight
Been frying em since second grade
Got the pain of a severed slave
Feel my rage they was never caged
Still remain

A stream of Consciousness Album
By Chelsea Lauren Judith Lopez
Gaze into
Infinity
Infinity
The sapphire sky
Lives inside of me
four five six seven

the dopest quotables in 7 seconds (count it)
I don't want no problems I been cleanin up my karma
(blessed)
I do it for my momma, father, & for all my patnas

Storytelling generations strung out on depressants or the five senses
Still naive enough and outside the picture enough
To be a picaro by twenty-seven or 2027