Lyrics:
If I died, I'm going straight to 7th heaven
Just hope I make it to my graduation
I'd have the angels in a choir singing like Mariah
And when it's
In 7th grade, we promised that we'd never break each other's heart
Fought with the pressure of deep depression while naked makin' confessions
To better things
I'm like MJ if he won the 7th ring
Fully beast mode
And I'm fully automatic
If I step into this bitch
You know I gotta have it
I done work
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
don't try to play me
This my, 6th or 7th flow I'm so wavy
If I, fuck you pay me that's how I'm laying
That was for, hip hop, she's forever my lady and I
higher, higher, higher
I got shit that's on my plate and no cap it got me wired
But on everything I love, this that shit that I desire
This the 7th
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
black like a funeral
When you come home
I'll stop this
When you come home
I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six
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
the 7th of Feb
We 13th March out
Man ah top tier
When mi role thru the street
With the dog and the sign dey beware
Man ah top tier
Thru mi rev up them
This Shit Gas!...
I'm up in a paradise
Sending a word to my people the scary type
Stay cool with me and I'm very nice
If you do not I'ma paralyze
to the fake tyrants
People losing vibrance
But I've been sitting in silence
Mind body and spirit
Feeling divided
Reunited on the 7th day
Of the 8th month
Return
I'm spittin' my inferno turning purple
I'll kick your ass to Uranus you in the 7th circle
The way I'm fed up in this suffering you'd think I'm touching
Bizzy Bone-Intro-
It's another Studio Rat Production. Lets' do this baby. Please believe it. Another Studio Rat Production. 7th Sign. You know how it
said my name is Dillon I'm in 7th grade
I'm ridiculed and picked on almost everyday
Yeah they push me in the halls in between my classes
Yesterday they
and letter that he wrote me
It said my name is Dillon I'm in 7th grade
I'm ridiculed and picked on almost everyday
Yeah they push me in the halls in between
a lover
But I didn't know the rules
I made six wrong turns and nearly died
But the 7th time you know I made it through
I went looking for the answers
been 7th grade then
Way back in auntie's basement
Way back when I was anxious
Way back catching cases (Right)
Legal fees got me workin' hard
Tryna pay
Thought I was done cause I said I was through
Now I’m running it back how you feel my dude
This shit is my destiny it’s not for you
I’m really a big
what I been through
Moving solo I ain't rocking with no big crew
Sign myself so nobody I'm taking orders from
7th grade bus stop my mans had a gun
I
loud, fuck doing it quietly
16 bottles on the table
That’s the first order
Hell-a serious about it
7th game and 4th quarter (Swish)
I like big parties,
would stand on to perform
Tell the city it's on
This for Harlem We$t to Ea$t
It's 9/11 when I speak
I'm bout to blow up in the streets in a New York!
Uh,
Claim there name to fame
But in the end
They just haven't got far
Still in the 7th
On a Woosh vibe
Back when i was 13
On a pushbike
Alot of shit changed
it's the stupid shit
Since 7th grade, I knew I can't hit any bitch
I can put seven of your cars up on my left wrist, bitch
You can't be scared to get
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