Lyrics:
on the seventh day
His love wearing no disguise
Some say death to the radical
He's way out of line
Some say praise be the miracle
God sends a blessed sign
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
After six days of creating the world
The Lord has surely earned His
Seventh day of rest for instance
Take the day He created the animals
Just as He was
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
[B-Real]
Funkmaster Flex, is down with us
KRS-One, he's down with us
The Wu-Tang Clan is down with us
Busta Rhymes you know he's down with us
Don't need an intro I'm straight to the topics
Just dropped an album it straight from the tropics
Who does the most streams it's me and I top it
No
Until he breathes no fucking more
Summoned for sacrifice
Thirteen chosen by the elders to kill
One chosen by the elders to die
Summoned for
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
than 30 million albums 50 Cent's
Highly successful catalog
Including Get Rich or Die
Tryin', The Massacre
Curtis and Before I Self Destruct
Will continue
The wicked king of parody
Is kissing all his enemies
On the seventh day
On the seventh week
The tyrant's voice has softened now
But just for one
She said
'I'm too cool to be seen with you
I have a boyfriend and he's six foot two
If I asked him to mess you up I know that he could'
'I'm too
seventh, you hit my phone
You stole my heart and, gave it a home
I'm doin' good now, but you been know
'Cause you my moon now, I'm in your glow
He quickly
Last week, this old man I had to blast
'Cause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't
have at stake
Look at my daughter's face
"Mommy, something is wrong with dad I think
He's acting weird again, he's really beginning to scare me
Won't
to have it
It's set apart
We call it
The Seventh Day
And YA'OH
Call it THE SHABATH
For he created heaven and earth
And when the night started
He rested
the scene with a
Clip full of hollows, Put a hole in his tee
He got soul 'til his face by
The soles of my feet
Don't get stepped on (Don't get stepped on)
I
to see this nigga everyday up at the school
I mean dude was cool type of fool
who always said what he meant
You could peep him at lunch
Freestylin by
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
the beginning was the Son of Man
And in the Son of Man is no sinning
He was with and was Elohim
He became the visible expression of the One Unseen
We see Him by
and he took out
A deck of playing cards
He began to spread them out across his bunk
About that time, one of his buddies came by and said
"You gonna
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
my opposition
Just by me still
Living with black on the
Back of my hand
Cops leaving my people
Dead in he streets I can't
See as defeat cuz we
to people as his lyrical equal
Let me write a rhyme on his album and even produce a beat too
He ain't see-through, I can't see him frontin
He's not the type
strayed a little ways but I’m back now, I made it
This a higher power, can’t break what he created
No debating tryna test me but I’m ready
You can grade it,
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