Lyrics:
From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit' you
One of Mini-Me's shoes got more sole than you
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't
the days
We didn't dwell on our fait
Blowing wit T60t and Crazo on 7th
On Mook and paCman on 8th
Watching For The Enemies
While we Still up On The Creep
a great pretender
I love my gooroo i'm filled with glee
I need my gooroo 7th Atmah extasy
I want my gooroo i found my gooroo
The wings of karma panning my
wanna die i call up five
Six little reasons for homicide
This my 66th time that im up in hell
This my 7th time ive been down in heaven
Bro playing jokes
needed me a break like God resting on the 7th day
Yeah
And they don't wanna see me elevate
Descended from the heavens and landed on 27th May
Yeah, hate
hitting licks since I use to say presentate
Back in 7th grade, that was great, I was getting cake
With my slime like sito
Give her that wood, Home Depot
the till
Down at the 7-11
Gentle rain
Falls on me
All life folds back
Into the sea
We contemplate eternity
Beneath the vast indifference of heaven
The past
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
on the 100th floor
Keep your mouth closed, how success taste
Blow me a kiss
I said blow me a kiss
Now make that ass shake
For this double M clique (Maybach
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
telling me to leave her
But heaven ain’t letting in cheaters
Gonna
I think time for me to do the right th thing
Gonna drop to my knees and give her that
(Re-)
(Rewind!)
What a- what a-
Mami, what a sight,
Swear you sent from heaven, my lucky number seven,
Nwata- nwata nwanyi,
Does mummy know you're
me
10, 9, 8, 7, 6
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Happy New Year!
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
Now let me let off
Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify
Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by
Two words, Mos Def, in
I finished this album
I had a feeling take hold of me
What might be cathartic to me
May influence others to die
So here's a prayer for anyone led
You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated
Scream the name out Killah
my heart burn
With the fire that you started in me
But I'll never let you back to put it out
7-4-2008
I still remember that
Heaven sent
heaven
Flat black Chevy, flat black MAC 11
I'm rolling up by the pound, you rolling up by the seven
Walk in the room with the black and white fur, that
Niggas give they soul to the void and can't replace it
For some 12 year old kid in the comments to say "you made it"
Stanley, 7 and Ari know how I give it
mode, yall are in trouble
Anthony Fantano better give my ass a ten
Then my album ten, actually eleven
If he gives me anything under seven
I'm sending that
you Nothing can replace your worth
What better thing could I find? You're the maker of heaven and earth
The beauty of your holiness surrounds me I'm
found its gate tonight.
A little dose of heaven, in the arms of my angels, as the sun starts to bleed, A fix of smiles and laughter, replace the lonely
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