Lyrics:
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
Cause The veil is the flesh the Spirit tearing it off
Man on the 6th day approaching the 7th
Y'all still believe that lie we're disappearing to heaven
-Bizzy Bone-Intro-
Rest in peace, Karlos Shammar Davis. 7th Sign soldier. A.K.A. Low Down. Rest in peace, nigga. I love you. Yeah. It's just
on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans pockets right into a fuckin drought
So on the real July 7th I’ll be blacking out
I'll send the mans
Back in 7th grade i lost my nigga four
Im just wondering how you doing kuz' I don't where to go
Got to watch how i be moving i can't ant slip up
where? You can't past this line
(You can't step in the Gaza)
Can't step in the 7th
More time, man steps with weapons
Do drilling, yeah, we bath in petty
slidin', man this shit can't be
We was blicked up, tryna knock a nigga down on 7th Street
Catch a nigga, I'ma lay him down, that nigga better run
I want
squad knows I bleed blue
I'm from the 7th
I can show you how my dargs move
Stand your ground like there's
Nowhere to run to
Sip double cups, my bitches
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance
Step by step we climbed
fine until the 7th grade
Saw the devil for the first time and life ain't been the same
The first time I fell in love was in the 7th grade
Never felt
7th ward dragon
Bitch I went and cut its head off
I can't fucking sleep cause bitch I can't get fed nah
Blood running down my face yea I'm fuckin dead
dresser
Smoking crazy I roll up a 7th
Easy Givenchy you see how I'm stepping
I send yo bitch to run errands
And when I hop out of that shit the be staring
110 at 7th and Collier
Took me to the side just to
Tell me that I was weird
So I told her back
"Why you think I came here?"
I came to get some money
seek His Grace
Tryna piece together why we even have to see this place
This crooked world has been hard to my people
Fight our hardest to survive cause
From all the blocks that I'm from
One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown,u know what I'm sayin'?
183rd and Walt, my block, that's right
122nd
a close call with a grenade
I think we both must have been about 7th grade
But don't panic we both survived without damage
But we developed a bond like we
gettin stuck. Josiah acted a fool. Rasu, 7th Sign, What?!
[Krayzie/Bizzy:]
It's so many ways to die. Oh no! It's so many ways to fly.
Steady as we roll.
the pop loc, you bought me soda pop
My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north
We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court
Just like the homie
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
blessed with sentience?
Always being afraid of death, will be the real death of us
When I was in 7th grade, I destroyed a computer my parents bought me
I
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance
Step by step we climbed
to 3.5s i couldn't get fried so i started buying that dope by the 7th
He think he hot shit cuz he got a felon
Vari been solid aint doing confessions
Keep
demons, 7th day I rest
Boy I'm right there at yo door with it like I'm ups
And my fiancée is a virgin, okay that's a flex
I was in the world but had enough
broke 'cause the money ain't free
I just want hydraulics on a chrome '63
And pimp a couple hoes on 7th and Cherry
Tell them bitches "Have my money"
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