Lyrics:
the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is where my story begins
Daystar, Daystar
I know you hear me calling you
Daystar, open this door
You know
wit it (Huh)
It's triple 7
I wear it on me don't call it a pendant (No)
And I got the powers 11
But I might turn evil don't call me a menace (Woah)
She
of seven knew I'd be the man
I'm just rappin bout my life but they don't understand
I was taught to get it on my own don't need no helping hand
(Yea)
I'm
don't know what to say
(chorus)
24/7
It's 24/7 at the 7-11
It's black Tuesday for a day, then a year, then a decade
We're bringin 9/11 to those that
7th Lennox and what about the east side
El Barrio, we blowin' smoke while we G ride
Washington Heights dime lo tato you know
Todo bien tato capo, uh
you less appealing to people who
Loved all that rape and murder?
I don't care hey one thing
I've learned in this past
Year is that motherfuckers are
7 years and 50 days
The time has passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I
And how could we breake up like this
And how
Seven years and fifty days
The time is passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I
And how could we break up like this
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
to ask
[Hook]
Back on the streets after five and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the juice
My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me
than I haven't
We stayed up smoking rocks til after seven
You reminded me there's no tweaker heaven
Let's get another ounce down by the quays right now
Of the love of a maid he is never afraid
An old salt from the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years
When the measles broke out
And the ship lost its way
in my mind
Years gone by I've changed my mind
Lost for seven days now they're lost forever now
face
Or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back
And that Prada on my feet i trap trap 365 24
7 hater I be on my grind
You know I'm 'bout my paper no
the fuck
Alone! Don't come to our shows
And don't buy our records
Last year, a girl was raped by two wastes
Of sperm and eggs while they
Sang the lyrics
I stole some cigs from my mother, I was seven years old
Smoked them with a friend, sneaking on a dark forest road
Tricked by my brother, wonderful
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife commandments
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
think my gun was a Crip
Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle
Killers pulling up in all kinds
14, 15, 12 years old
Young niggas slangin' iron
the world
Now we're suddenly older
Raising teens & tiny toddlers
Won't you tell me
When did time fly by?
How the hell did we grow up
In a blink of an eye?
the progress of the planets
Around that boogie woogie moon
I called her my Nubian princess
Gave her some sweet back fatass jive
Spent the next seven years
these maniacs
I was almost killed a few times
There were six or seven cab
Drivers murdered a year all around you
Except for the imminent violence
All
On 6-6-66 I was little I didn't know shit
and on 7-7-77 eleven years later still don't know any better
by 8-8-88 it's way too late for me
Thirty-three years go by
And not once do you come home
To find a man sitting in your bedroom
That is
A man you don't know
Who came a long way
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