Lyrics:
my God aint a joke
He never breakin His covenant I got some angels around me they watchin my back
I been covered by the blood so i'll never be trippin
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
at the angels
I'm still out grinding, chasing the dream
Nights I slept with my face in a machine
Seven weeks in thermal and denim jeans
Dirty from the trenches my
veins
Threading courage through the hole in my heart
To finally stitch a sentence together
I hold my breath for seven seconds
Six
Five
Four
I hold myself
about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets
gonna catch a slug for you
So I changed my name to slug so that ya'll would never catch me
The second time they found me they wanted to drown me
Yes man
Moonchild, you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild, take my hand tonight
The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night
Gemini is rising as the red lips
Moonchild, you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild, take my hand tonight
The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night
Gemini is rising as the red lips
M’s and bussin it down 24/7 on her block list , she mocked it , I fucked it , always on her blocked list , long day I knew this shit was toxic
i knew
(yeah)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me, Wop
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
Drop an album then I make it rich
Fuck up the system, cause a glitch
Then make it to the top of the A-list
I think I hear it callin my name
I'm not
me out with my EP
But see I don't need you niggas, niggas need me
To number seven you already knew bout my nigga
You was hanging round his family
still got my fans, that's a blessing
Listen to heaven, just stay on my grind, and that's 24/7 (yeah)
And I know my mama Joanne is smiling down on me, I
Okay let's get this
Check off the check list
Checkin my message
Nest is a mess since
My bros got they blessings
Hold up they blessings
Up
what a waste
Niggas wanna see me taste my own medicine
Picture that, get on some old second grade shit, I'ma get you back
Retaliate, if it hates for
to say When it's no shit to talk
Stuck in a corner my back on the wall
I need a second I wish I could pause
Talkin bout problems my list gettin long
Bills
bleed
I will rid the world of all the hatred
By hating harder than anyone did
They keep me from trying to have a great life
They always have me pulling my
With my Mind on my presents
And my presents on my mind
Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog
Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog
With my mind on my
The HipHop Declaration of Peace was
Presented to the United
Nations Organization on May 16th
2001 it was signatured
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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
to the statistics
Probably want a Lambo from a white girl's wish list
If you keep me in your contacts with those 7 damn digits
Then I'll make sure that you keep me
I know it exists but I can't stop getting pissed
One more thing I'll be adding to the list
Finally there's an end to my rut, because I had a good
(For my generation)
Imma do this for my generation
Wheres the goat list make a reservation
seven years young pushing to the pavement
Tapped in
do what we do we grown
we can do what we do we grown
I met her on first base standin' all alone
We went to second base and now she in my zone
Then
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