Lyrics:
The question that is on man's mind since the beginning of time is
"Where do we come from, where do we go?"
Well, let me tell you a story which took
faced, she too shady
I don’t care, yeah, don’t, no, I don’t care
Yeah looney gang deep in here, yeah
7th street deep in here, yeah
I'ma take off this year
what's my sign, so I threw up the 59
I'm a lord, out the 7th Ward I pick the lock on heaven's door
Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red
a fight
Be A little less heaven tonight
Who knew the sacred, aint always for heaven's sake
No 7th day rest when your always keeping me awake
Only church we
mad and wanna scrap
We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike
To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungaloes
That's truth
What's up
Ain't nothing changed but the color of the money
These new blue hundred dollar bills, huh
How that look
Jones
I'm on 7th
My relationships prove I’m the
Loneliest in the biz
Home alone in world like Mac with no kids
We feel 7th in hell before heavenly
I'm 37 still not half
on the 7th
So our very first day as humanity was us resting with our Father of Heaven
What a blessing
The world says to do your best even if it cause you
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I got Armageddon weaponry like the 7th Seal
Jahwe send me soundwaves (sshaa-sshaaa) that you feel
Hail and fire, a burning mountain, it's
been going down one way
Like driving on 7th ave
The fuck do you know about hustle, 'til your vision turn into tunnel
It's knowing the shit that you built
second
Swear that I'm gone quit and leave like every second
But, rents due and if i pay past the 7th
They gon chew me up and spit me out like devils up in
And Swallow That
Tricks Make It Rain We Don't Carry Ones
I'm From 7th Street Now Nigga Where You From?
It's A Gang Thang Can't It Money Counters
All We Do Is
heard, go and spread the word
If you been shot by us, then that's what ya deserve
We stay ghetto, not suburb, dress superb
Keep birds in the cage wit
that's when my crew and I were in junior high
In 7th grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up
No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup)
But
we hit the hood our presence be grabbin' you
Foul hundreds the 7th's Avenue
And niggas feel the pressure whenever we mashin' through
Dipset
Now if
on the 7th dream
We got a similar team, but mine been gettin' green
Cop poppin' the jeans, just to get your knee
Once I show her the ropes, throw her in
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
It on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
Be
E baby debbie tell me did
that
That's where my minds at
Hold up I got more to say
I faced death in 7th grade So know I ain't got time to play
I put in real work no help
Still
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
Bread and baker
Thought I was taken
No I'm mistaken
Another weekend
On the 7th he slept
I got ways all enemies stressed
Don't play with me next
But
Whiteness Gang, we keep on yelling
Let them know it's not okay to be telling
How you making money, copping a 7th
Good Gas, u know that's what we selling
Don't
you
The stumbling narrow-minded becomes you
The overwhelming power - it eats you from the inside
still you have got to rise again
7th Movement:
middle
School on me
Homies trippen out like
Damn she wit me
Aye Crozier 7th grade had Armoni
On my mind
She was even trippen off the way that I grind
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