Lyrics:
The second proposition is what I really want to get at tonight, and it sounds mystical
I think in a country like ours, at a time when something
ZAPATERIA LLOYD (F) Alex Reyes, David Seitz, JH Ortega
Produced by Ignacio Umérez
Cover Art by Richard Hardy
Intro -------
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city pressure
Counting coins on the counter of the 7/11
From a quarter past six 'til a quarter to seven
The manager, Bevin, starts to abuse me
Hey
Maybe cause of loose screws
Scratch all that, cause mama loved to pick the tool up
Now a marathon blew up
And it's by the hands of two nuts
When
be alone
The second, that she was gone
I was beckoned by my brethren
Then my head spinned like (buzz)
Tech went to be a grown
A complex gent, that see
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
to the right
I just need somebody
Right here by my side
So tell me the truth
And spare me the lies
I don’t wanna do this alone
Just two seconds now
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
just moved back to Nashville for the forty-second time
Introduced himself as "Hey buddy, can you spare a dime?"
He was back without a vengeance, he
I had a dream that the world had changed
And for a second there was no pain
Instead of politics and rioting
I heard lyrics from our legends
Then I
Ninety seven to two thousand, check it! (Ha! Ha! La!)
[Wyclef]
Jericho sound
No Woman No Cry (We 'bout to set it!)
Yes! Yes! (We 'bout to set it!)
on planes in France
Two months in advance
Shower big enough for eight
Pour a seven in my
Grape Fanta, second glance, diamonds dancing
Diamonds dancing in New
and watch the second hand walk by
On a hilltop in the garden waving at the clocks of fate
Gone in forty-seven seconds
You'd be sixty-one by now
Carried you in burning casket
Rained all day
These stranger times we're living in
We're paralyzed by others' sins
After all I'm feeling fine
But should I?
For I don't know
If I should fall
when the Xanny's don't work
And he panic, ears ringing, when you call he can't hear you
Every seven seconds, eyes back up in the rearview
Something
Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself
both of us just popped a pill
and now am feelin'
every minute, brain fuck overflow
Everything saved online - even our damn show
You are the new posers, reaching for fake fame
After seven seconds
That`s a miracle
As the nature find a way
For creating life
Every second, day by day
Fire, Earth and sky
Seven seas and skies above
Such
For a second
I'd be the one you call
Lucky seven
I'd be your wings when you fall
I'm just saying I'm no angel ain't no saint here
Lay with me we'll
cauterised
By years of useeless heartache
Every shallow nights reaction sounding twisted up and wrong
These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out
On the other side of hyper focus (hyper focus)
The first one, excellent
The second came for me by accident
Holding my heart (holding my heart)
While
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