Lyrics:
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
Flesh:
I'm a empty the clip and dip/ for fuckin' with me you get your wig split/
Remember the silence...
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
write that/
Heterosexual-type that, homosexuals bite that/ Black
gloves and hands dirty/ And shit concurrin' in the
aftermath and we will smoke/ My 7th
much
But I swear to you I'll give you all I've got
So don't ask me when or why
Just know you'll meet me in the corner
Of Lucky Avenue and 7th
And I will
I spoke to my girl friend she's thirty seven
You would think that I'm in 7th heaven
I'm living too fast, ignoring the warnings
I know that I'll pay
give me a second
Now I’m boutta send ‘em to Heaven
I dust the page up on the 7th
Turn your whole teams head in, ya leaden
And fuck nah – Turn it up to 11
cities but I'mma S.A. fool
7th Graders shouldn't bring the scraps to school
So when you say you only listen to the real M.C.'s
Let me spell it out for
watch you burning
like my bad dreams
give you to da beast in the pit of hades
thunder rolls
stormy black clouds
I stole the 7th seal
then the angel
multi platinum, multi diamond nigga from the south
Everyday after high school walked a couple ah miles to the church on 7th
Taught myself music
Cuz
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
I told yall before this the return of the gawd,
God-body you are now entering the
7th Ascension of heaven
All praise to the most high
You Ready???
all the
Effort inside there
The scent, it is sublime grade
Senses working at vine
Racing through our brain
7th heaven has no number attached to it
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
the way she bubbed the gum, shooked her ass
I'm not the one, double dus, waiting for the bus
The faggot Nore son, now year later
Lady 7th floor, building
a 9-5
I bet you I could make her quit
Now her man mad at her cause
He found out that she strip, ha
This one chick that I had from the 7th Ward
Red bone
man that makes me a legend
Used to watch 7th Heaven like it was Animal Planet
'Cause white people have such a different dynamic
Break in her mind
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
gon' die three times
And the four takes life
Five of you try to jump me
And six Angels come
To take you away to 7th Heaven
When that alcohol hit, I'm
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night!
Get up
, 7th, 7th Ward
Ayy, 7th Ward
Bitch, I been fuckin' these bitches (7th), now I'm duckin' these bitches (7th)
Untouchable, limitless, ho, don't fuck with
Roll all haters, out my zone when it's goin' down/ Ride with the 7th Sign/ Violate, we gone clown/ Four pounds be safe in the streets of the showdown/
with me
Now you in too deep like when I'm grazing past your kidneys
Cat too snug I had ask her if it was Pygmy
Shawty with whatever almost thought she
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