Lyrics:
take one back if I just had a lil to drink
I'm really capping though I just need a second to think
I'm really rapping though I hit like Canelo in rings
this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is
be like 7, not a blessin' again
I dressed that up, I ain't dressin' again
I like 'Outro' on 'Long Way To Go'
My personal best on 'Long Way To Go'
That
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
to second guess it
Need some rest, so I slept in
One day of the year, it's mine to celebrate
Lived through a couple years, fourteen by today
All about
AM, seven am, I don't give a shit (damn)
Huh, eight AM, nine am, let's go get it, ten(ten)
Huh, got no plans, just some hands, guess I get a fist
She
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
The magnificent seven
Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M.
Move yourself to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
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
our future could be bright, bright
Just you & I
Lets go and sit under the sky light
PRE:
G, G wagon
Yeah yeah, yeah
Audi s7
yeah yeah, yeah
G, G wagon
And that, ladies and gentlemen, concludes Hades, Big Chino's second album
If you got offended throughout this album
As I stated in the beginning,
of bel air
Doch bist du CR7 spielt keiner hier fair
Ich will eine Patek brauche keine Menschen
Ah ah
Ich will eine Patek und ne Mansion
Homies von mir
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The access to each Heaven
May be blocked by a very specific kind of emotional shit
Seeking the Seven Heavens at the eleventh hour
The power to acquire
I wouldn't change if it brings you down
Every seven years, this sonic spy *
Driven by a fear and a sweep of fire
'Cause all I want, a second
acknowledge it
I spent my whole career at the heels of their feet
Doin' everythin' I could to try be who they be
'Til a couple albums back, when I was
Gangsta Shit
Who got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?
We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit
We live from the 7-1-8
Got my chick in D & V At this very second
song
(That's foolish man, what's he got now
7 million albums? Ha!)
They said I wasn't from the streets
When I was working behind the scenes
Shit
shoes and bad moves
I aint wanna go thru it but I had too
I got fresh clothes and fresher flows
Start applying pressure to the best of the whole
Rap game,
back in the booth, Yea I'm back doe
We comin' back, huh?
Let's go, yeah
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was
Harps, you got a fan base at Longy Stadium
Go release an Album and hit a ball out of the park.
Sharp eyes that determination fixed on a straight line
I
is gonna be on shower thoughts
Shower thoughts
That is nowhere near a shower thought
That is a written poem
Poems, I think that's an album
Let's go
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