Lyrics:
Once I was seven years old, my mama told me,
"Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely."
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big
Cell number seven
Cell number seven ain't exactly Heaven.
Bill the con said, I think it appears
I've only been dreaming the last four years
Wiggy said,
with the super fly Methtical nigga.
Who want to die?
For year nigga.
Wow, even try to test sides.
Challenger your the bird with my 45 cabolar.
people.
That violence.
That pressure unreleased,
And in the centre is a child whose home was taken by a thief.
Progression.
Seven years I battled my
"You better watch me, I'm comin smebbin"
"Smebbin down the streets in my seven-oh"
"You better watch me, I'm comin smebbin
Ninety-five,
wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
Wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with
The circles and arrows
Yeah, you used to talk about
Gettin' even further south
Somewhere where the summer lasted all year 'round
Probably got a big ol' diamond on your
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
seven lips
Seven illusions fade to
Memories of seven..
Times past times
Rang the wind chimes
Limes sweet limes
Games to pass times
Year after year
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your partner
Gather your thoughts (ninety-six gon' be that year
in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?
On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in
Under the milky way
But after seven more forsaken years
I'm still gonna feel like I do today
She sits by the door waiting for the letter to drop
But
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
It’s been seven years and It’s still nothin but the cappin man
Since I made it out 3 years from the jump
Idoitically complaining it’s just something
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
Another hangover
Another layover
Another year older
Oh why can't it all be over?
It's your lucky day this is number seven
It's the end of the week welcome
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world, but
slippin'
Nu age munei we aiming for them 7 figures
I love a woman with brains
I like it when her ass bigger
Man of the year, in the jungle a Gorilla
In
Destinations ahead
The places I will go
Turn the page to chapter 27
Of the show
Let's Go
Tonight
Need to make it out by 7
Glad I see the homies
Getting closer
We
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
racks
And seven years from now I'll be twenty already doing all of that
I'm getting tired of people saying they love me but do nothing to prove it
Words
created
It's time to fall away
It's time to separate and fly
Seven years gone by
For seven years I've tried to make it
But how long can I take it
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