Lyrics:
yeah
I don't want a speeding ticket
I just want to feel the limit
I just want to feel
The rush with you
With you by my side
G g wagon yeah
Audi s7 yeah
years in dishonor
Biding the time
By the Code we live, to our sigil we bow
For we are one, for we are one,
For we are one, the forty seven Ronin
Eyes but
the ground
For the first time this year
Santa's coming to town
The holidays are near
Pre-Chorus - c#, Gm, D#maj7, C#m7
The cold winds will pick up
cnd
Yeah, you used to talk about
Getting even further South
Somewhere where the summer lasted all year 'round
Probably got a big ol' diamond on your
created
It's time to fall away
It's time to separate and fly
Seven years gone by
For seven years I've tried to make it
But how long can I take it
Six Shell Productions
H-H-H1K
I can't feel offended (No)
'Nuff time my flick shank's been mended
(Mended)
Man's been 1-7
Ask them about corn man's
24 hours to live...
24 hours to live...
Seven-thousand, four hundred, twenty three grains
of sand drop from the hourglass
It's how much time I got
on my hands while I'm young
I went from seven, I was stealing gum
Seven years later I'm programming drums
And my shit started hella wack
Five years I've
time now right here off my wrist
Nine times related by an eighth of the cost
Seven years we waited
Not a second was lost too soon
Misfortune faded by
to rapping
Yeah but legends ain't forgotten, now the rap game garbage
Damn near 7 years since the feds hit your apartment
All these new artists only make it
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
Every second a year
Man, the calendar lies
Clouds overhead
The atmosphere darkens
Gaze up to heaven
I see summer tornadoes
I present to you
Seven pieces of my heart
Told me take a picture
So this could last long
Now I’m swimming in the liquor
It simply made the pain long
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
At the end of summer they will ride
Out of the dawn comes your doom
A growing tide
Fueled by pride
Suffering is arriving soon
Seven warrior make their stand
joined us last night around 6 or 7
We were improvising on a piece of music
That he said sorta reminded him of Bill Evans
It sounded good to me, it
to
School for theater i took
Four years of my life and
Devoted it to theater
I did that because my passion was
Acting when I started rapping, i
Felt like I
and
The pit
Seven candles burn seven mountain tops
Kissed by the great whore of Babylon
Six handsome bulls
Shall we beg
For the leap of faith
Is
the love I [Bb] gave you
But some-[F] day you'll [C7] wish that I still [F] care.
[C7] All these years how I've [F] loved you
Still I [G] know I claim
How's mom first of all
How's your mental second of all
Third how's life sir
Time traveling my body stays put
Let my psyche drift off for a jiff
But
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
the hook
(Let's go)
Okay now, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Watch me as I go and take a leap and I elevate
Be who I wanna be, read what I
Discuss these seven years 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