Lyrics:
you had a chance to break the chains you wouldn’t break yer phone to change it
You'd just make a face, and wait a day, then facebook about vacation
out the bowl
Before we shake your hand, we'd rather slap you with the strap
A million cash in hunnids, now they bring it to the door (racks)
Twenty K
his beard off his face
I tell him, "Dad, now look at all your broken glass,
why don'tcha pick it all-up n' stick it in yer ass."
I watch him do it, "Now
face
Got shook, thought a nigga was comin for the safe
Now she breakin, shut up, 112, what's shakin
A Jamaican, some bitches I swear, they look gay
In
Cause you've had a
Relatively short career this is
The second album
And hopefully we can ten more of
These but do you have
Any regrets in this short time
last
Face look like you did a hundred yard dash
In a 90 yard gym you look busted
Bootleg tap a keg spread it like mustard
On my buns always fun
Got
Thought it was over last time when I saw your face
cnd I guess I was right cause now you're in second place
I'm the one who's winning at this game
Now
Thought it was over last time when I saw your face
cnd I guess I was right cause now you're in second place
I'm the one who's winning at this game
Now
in the basement working on my new shit
While you still sittin' on yer ass, you don't do shit
I been on my grind yeh, i been on my grown shit
If you
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
especially in the West
Many consider seven to be a lucky number
Some even think of it as a divine number
We make lists of seven
The seven wonders
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
like some wheelies
Got dat bitch up in da matrix
Slurping booze by da 2s
Can't nobody feel dey faces
If you fuckin wit dem hoes gone slyde
If you fuckin
I ascend for a better view
You got me high like altitude
Back to earth with a pair of shoes
Ground ourselves in a pair of shoes
Taking steps by 1s
found a cat with a record he live out in Texas
His myspace is over seven digits
The radio play him every second
The second that I see him we gon get em
accustomed to her face
She's second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
(Breathing out and breathing in)
I was serenely independent
accustomed to her face
She's second nature to me now
Like breathing out and breathing in
(Breathing out and breathing in)
I was serenely independent
Day
(10) Ten let the countdown begin
(9) I was born in the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
Day
Ten, let the countdown begin
Nine, I was born in the mind
Eight, take the head of a snake
Seven, behold Armageddon
Six, ain't no love for
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
ya, wantin to kiss on ya
Now I let my damn bladder bust before I piss on ya
Me and 'face second to none, makin records for fun
You thirty-seven
is going to hell!
So this is me standing
Standing in front of you to tell
That I'm making a deal with a devil
To make you watch your own 7 seconds in
There was a lady in the North
You scarce would see her marrow
She was courted by nine gentlemen
And a ploo-boy lad frae Yarrow
Oh nine sat drinkin
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