Lyrics:
Become undone, blaze away your pain, guns and blunts for fun
Spark or run
ThirdEye, incarcerated, jaded and starved
Devastated when we parted
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
I'll spend in a minute (Blow it)
All this money in the way
Niggas ain't in my vision
(I don't see 'em)
I was really on that block
I came up from nothin'
of eponymousness
While in a landslide even further from anonymous bliss
Since all you seem to know is a 7 by 3
Blue light display rectangular version of me
I hope
Memento, a poem about rape by Spicky Boy Bronx
Soy enojado, I'm angry, I'm sorry, lo siento
I'm trying to get better, but I got this memento
the first time I touched her hand
And the rain and the way it felt never let up all week
By Thursday I knew everything about her
And God, the last day I
Spin your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing
My songs set a trap, catch 'em laying
Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he came across
Not
birth
to man.
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred
bastard sons.
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live
whenever I see all of my numbers in line I know I'm in alignment
You feel me
Greater things are coming
I'mma sleep on it
Word
7 divine
8 is one from 9
10 is
skull, he's expired
A whole army came out
Twenty-seven niggaz all strapped out of one house
That how it happens in the acre
One nigga died in
and a second to die
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggas rolled by in the Riviera capping
All I could see was a pistol spitting rounds
And the boy was
I bought a bourgeoise house
In the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred
Thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in
overwhelmed by what he came across
Not to play it is a terrible loss at whose cost?
People wait like never before for the ball to drop
At the gate lined up
at the show
7th in the 7th row
Now when you look at me
You see what I've known for so long
Sad that you can be so lovely and so wrong
Came to say that I've
all kinds of sins and evil deeds, and
By performing all kinds of righteous good deeds
And Joseph's brothers came, and when they entered,
He recognized
we fold our hands?
The nuns are burning wheels again
Dent of mattress to make it bare
Come clean with the anecdote
After all we came undone
Pale
That boy Cash
Cardi
Non-stop
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
Came through drippin' (drip drip)
Diamonds
You know them road trips still bring a dub in, sub in
Even if the party was seven, the strip club ten
I'm all in this bitch on the tether, I'm
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
No off days, no off days
Trapping, 7 days a week, yeah I'm trapping
Trapping, trapping, trapping, 7 days a week, yeah, uh
Put that shit in
the motherfuckin' pro
One nigga got pissed
And started reachin' for his shit
Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool
Like I said before, you don't get a second
You tell me
What's the use if you willing to be here but not willing to hear the truth
Feelings came before you as you remain mused
And we still
One dollar and eighty-seven cents
That was all
She had put it aside
One cent and then another
And then another
In a careful buying of meat and other
a right on through me
When other guys came around
What you call love wouldn't give to a stray
I wouldn't treat a dog that way
I'm a lay-by lover
Discuss these all came undone by 7 seconds Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In