Lyrics:
luck on my side
It's heads you win and tails you lose
It's heads you win in the city of sin
Life, spinning your life on the wheel
The joker is
nothing. It’s a hot one. Ain’t shit on cool. My rich bitch gotta 7th bed just dipped in the pool. I couldn’t beg y’all it was hell naw. Ain’t shit for the Boog.
By the fruit of the tree I see through the being
My enemies defeated in seven ways they flee
Through the 3rd eye I have the foresight
A messenger
In sixteen hundred seven
We sail the open sea
For glory, God, and gold
And The Virginia Company
For the New World is like heaven
And we'll all be
you from above, baby
Heaven must have sent your precious love
Because you, honey you are
You're my pride and joy
I love you, I love you little
the record that be the reason my legacy's manifesting
I direct godsend from the 7th heaven
If you're a believer encourage my progression
With a rebel yell more, more, more
He lives in his own Heaven
Collects it to go from the 7-11
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just
meekness
I am proud that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Savior to look.
8. When He cometh descending from heaven
veteran skilled
Voted heartless 'cause my mama made me part of the guild
Deals made, sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib
Drag him down by
the 5th
Yeah eat a dick wit AID's on the tip, keep my name off ya lips
Not guilty!
[Chorus]
[Beanie Sigel]
I said I'm sicker than your average
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
fights, and the legends say
That one night near El Sueco
They'd fought Gallo seven times, and seven times he'd
Left brave roosters dead.
Hola, my
the 5th
Yeah eat a dick wit AID's on the tip, keep my name off ya lips
Not guilty!
[Chorus]
[Beanie Sigel]
I said I'm sicker than your average
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
Trying to get in my zen
Higher than I ever been
Now I'm seeing triple 7
Is it luck or is it heaven
Trying to get in my zen
Higher than I ever been
Then at fove or six or seven
You know I'd be in heaven
If at eight or nine or ten
I could be with you again.
When the hands are embracing
Is it rainbows
the lesson
She want you there when in despair
But he don't want nothing to do with you when happy
7th Heaven is where i'm reppin
Where i'm stayin, keep your
Heaven sent
Heaven sent, Heaven sent
By my side
Baby, how you love me
Baby, how you show me
I'm lucky as fuck
Some would call my luck fate
But the higher
entrance, your vessel wants to invest in
Ever since, senescence, sent me to six or seven (What)
I've felt my skin, flesh within, wishing for sin and decadence
you turned your back and said
Good luck and goodbye
And you gave me a black rose
And my heart turns dark as a storm grows
And where you've gone only
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
protesting
But having the threat of abbas was handy
'Cause he had plans for post the 7th
Like he quit spinning cotton candy
He won't be making no concessions
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
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