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cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven
Cell number seven's a long way from Heaven.

Micky boy was busy banging his cell
While the admiral
and then lay down hey we
Got to go because the bus is pulling out in 30 minutes
She's playing tennis disturbing the tenants
Fit like glove
luck at all
Huh-Yep.  But wait a minute, you ain't heard nothin' yet
Let me tell you what happened
     Tell me about it

I decided I'd go out
To mark seven
Throw six
Got with the team
Now I'm on the scene
Reachin' out
Bein' a celebrity bring me more bitches
In a position to watch by more
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggaz rolled by in the Riviera cappin'
All I could see was a pistol spittin' rounds
And the boy was just
and a second to die

It was crazy how it happened
Some niggas rolled by in the Riviera capping
All I could see was a pistol spitting rounds
And the boy was
Was Snow White
And the Seven Dwarfs were seven tempers 
In man 
Whose digging out the gold completes 
The plan
An Bacon was hip that Shakespeare
minute of the hour, all hours of the day
There's one thing I been dyin to say
I love you

You got me on the edge

We met by chance, I walked in when you
it'll be okay
Light as a feather, stiff as a board!

Seance in the summer outside
We'll make out in the pool
Seven minutes in heaven, better do it
again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men

And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
of my t.v. screen.
24-7, You wait for me.
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees.
Host of heaven, sing over me.

Entertaining angels
probably find the main jar
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy

I don't trust the score, I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their
I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.


And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet
ya slippin at the 7-11 
Put the swords in the back of his cap, send him straight to heaven 7
?Lily villains? couldn't stop these hits
certainly when ya
Seven, way before Mase was a reverend
I was a young nigga making A's at 11
At 12, trying to get that taste of the Heaven
Or Hell, only time gon' tell
the seven
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven

Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin'
Laugh about
arrived there with a thud 
He was living on the sidewalk, he was thinning out his blood 
I told the hotel clerk about my band and our show in town tonight
timid at a younger age, nigga
Daddy asked me what I wanna be, I said a paid nigga
With connections out the pot, I gave myself a raise, nigga
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo' seven
And never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you
to exchange

[Too $hort]
I called her up on the phone said I'll be there in a Minute
Cause all them faces she be making when I'm in it
They make a nigga
the residential
In the truck feelin’ presidential
With my girl lookin’ detrimental
Killin' anything tryna to be a side piece out my mental
Outta your mind
I've been in it for a minute
I perfected my grind
I'm haterproof
That means you lames can't block my shine
Can't conversant if you ain't talking
Ain’t trying to be laid in a box, roses on me
Bronsolino running 5 miles for the glory

Lets go, 20 more to go baby boy
Yo you want that V by
and make another hit
I looked him in his eyes and told him that ain't shit
Gimme 30 minutes and I'mma wreck this bitch
So I wrote this rhyme I'mma bout
Cause Jacks on the couch passed out with his mouth open
Led Zepplin, Stairway To Heaven
Stay in step cause anyone can have a weapon
Just like Chad,