Lyrics:
it happened the way they said it
Had to cut some partners off, swear to y'all it ain't my fault
I've been grown since I was seven and I was born
lessons learned
Waist deep in those fields of gold
Seven tons of steel and a twelve year old
Working hard just to keep it in a straight line
kissed her the whole night long,
Till she wished the short night had been seven years long.
Well early next morning the sailor lad arose
And into
Seven years the moon has lit its weary way across the sky
Mad Lizzie lays her doun and pleads to die
Plunged down are the twelve holy gates
Shattered angels, their blood stains the golden streets
Demonhordes, blaspheme the image of god
Seven
others was blowing out 16 candles.
Happy birthday to you as I took plane rides to seattle.
See I was born on the coldest day of the year march 11th,
Yes, its the year five hundred and eleven
Undead empire versus adequate seven
The power elite existence is real
Thriving on the passive, clouds
[Girl singing]
Too many years have gone by we're still strugglin
We fuss and fight think it's time for new boogining
But everytime I think that I
end?
Earthquake? Fire?
Or seven years of drought?
Why did they die?
I took a walk along the Nasca lines
And felt the force of ancient powers
About our future plans
From here on out I'm playing by ear
I've known you exactly a year today
Now I know I miss you
From here on out it's out
need an eighth of sticky gooey
And when I get this eighth I'm blowin' with the Louie
Help me out
Seven a.m. in the mornin' and the monkey's at my
Seven years alone
One less and she was gone
And everybody knows by now
They're tired of me whining
But I'm hole now
I'm hole because she's strong
Is it the list and the sway, is it the roll and the pitch
The drunken Gulf of Mexico or the 7 year itch
I hear the mating calls of fireflies, some
Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (verb)
Xrp, we're tryna let
of tweakers calling my
Line to find Nemo
But now they know the words
From Tahiti to Toledo
A couple washed up rappers aggy
Offended by my ego
Shit, I don't even
they
Didn't invite me for Christmas
Six of seven years will pass before this
And they writing on my fan page fall with
"What we do Paul for you
To just
seven
Infatuated with this Hell and Heaven concept
Planet Earth my conquest like
(What you wanna see and who you
Wanna be and what you tryna)
Do? I ain't
here January every year
With my Christmas gift certificates
Now that the money's stacked up
Everybody wanna hook it up
'Cause ever since I started
Making
The angels is crying
I'm wiping heaven's tears
Mother nature mad at niggas
Having lesbian affairs
If the cycle of God repeat
It'self in seven years
But we're
idiots when
I been so collegiate
I'm not intermediate, I beg your pardon
But I saw a three year old
Die from a car bomb so I change the channel
Grab a beer
an eight, right?
It's to the face, right?
A small world, I met my plug on a date site
Then we got to third base by the eighth night
Front 'em all, bad lil'
of humans it's insane
Like the moth and the flame
Our new society's war game
In god they trust
But all others pay cash
Kids of seven years
Contribute
and
The chickadees are chirping
But 2015 could actually be one of
The most dangerous years on record
We've got seven things you
Should be afraid of
This summer, coming
Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets
.png/286px-Ten_Years_After_(1970).png "Ten Years After")
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