Lyrics:
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
sixteen
cm7
You were a little younger than me
G
By just a year, you were fifteen
G cm7
I wore your jacket, you kissed me, you
7 Years x Sogni appesi
Once, I was seven years old,
My mama told me
"Go make yourself some friends, or you'll be lonely"
Once, I was seven years
a pretty ten with me
Nine shots getting to me
Eight more seconds 'til she's down to fuck
Quick, what's your seven digits?
If you feelin' like I'm feelin'
time
Into the year 20' straight from '99, come on
One day minding my own business
Girl from back won't keep her distance
She was all over me
Just
Into the year 2 0 straight from 9 9
One day minding my own business
Girl from the back won't keep her distance
She was all over me
Just won't let
you With you by my side
G, G wagon
Yeah yeah, yeah
Audi s7
yeah yeah, yeah G, G wagon yeah yeah, yeah Audi s7
whole night whole night yeah
headed straight for the bottom
And now I'm better than I've ever been
Turned the page over bounced back
Almost seven years sober let me tell you
Had
Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home
Shit, it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff
Moss
Caught his first touchdown for them Vikings
Just one day, seven hours, 14 minutes
21 seconds before SoundScan got printed
Two platinum records 'fore
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
twenty-seven, argues fights
Selfish in her own right, polite, guess she's in her second childhood
"Cause when I flow the for the street"
"Who else could it be"
See you pray for mud
When you climbing out the pits only up from this
You late as hell I see you straddling the fence
Should've been my bitch 24/7
do
Chorus
[Manny Fresh]
Ten years ago a friend of mine
Brought me to uptown second line
Met meatball, nair, anglin mets
Want you do a D.J. in
G A7 D7 G
Oh by golly have a holly jolly Christmas this year
G
Have a holly jolly Christmas
D7
the pressure
Like if I don't get it, I might end up next to him
I'ma take the dice and I'ma roll a 7
Seven, seven, seven, 7-11 it's 911 getting called around
our own few circles 'round the sun
We get it backwards
And our seven years go by like one
Dog years
It's the season of the itch
Dog years
With
the fuck
Alone! Don't come to our shows
And don't buy our records
Last year, a girl was raped by two wastes
Of sperm and eggs while they
Sang the lyrics
someday
Clean and shit, so you don't need to worry
Seven years I'm walking down this path
Captivated by the reflection of my own mask
I want to breath,
I love to smoke, I smoke seven thousand packs a day, okay?
And I am never fucking quitting I don't care how many laws they make
What's the law now?
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
I failed seventy times seven
Trying to build a second heaven
In our form
Been accused of tunnel vision
But I read that some derision
Is the norm
sorrow
By the moonlight on your eyes
In seven days the wait is over
So I guess it's time to start
To peel away the rust around my heart
Now, these notes
drop
I'm sharp like a karate chop
Goku on the beat like kamehameha
And I made this beat all by myself, ladidadi
My dick long as a ruler
And I'm slick,
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