Lyrics:
I'd been standing on a corner
Since a quarter after seven
I was down to my last cigarette
And the clock in the window
At a quarter to eleven
I
Seven by seven they head for heaven
Eight by eight their got to the gate
Nine by nine they drank the wine
Ten by ten they drank it again.
How many
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?
Just reply, you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it
proud to push it)
I represent it to the fullest
Living every day like it's my last
In this fast lane, in this race is for that cash
Watts city
from heaven, a call to ascend
Wrapped in a cloud, earth, land, they'll can't pretend
A quaker, rancher, the city crumbles
Seven thousand bearish, fear
by a girl's wake, they say she died at seven
Hit by a stray, but I pray that there's a hood in heaven
Fake brothers claim there's no shame in their
by the joy that autumn brings
Can't (why) we (we)
And never run out of time? And can't (can't)
We (we) ride the wings of heaven while
We living our
never comin' back
Well, I can just imagine about a hundred years ago
Old Number 7, just a steamin' on to heaven
With it's twenty cars a rockin' in tow
creation I sing praise to the King of Kings
You are my everything and I will adore You, I will adore You
Clothed in rainbows of living color
Flashes
He's living in that big old house
That he knows was built by me
He's playing with the baby
That belongs to her and me
At night he loves a woman
That
a lifetime of living
These soiled hands show no life at all
Working at all hours
Never facing the fears here in my heart
Grieving for the loss of heaven
to stand up straight
Didn't tell my girl I'll be home late
Accidentally went down 7th avenue
Needed to make a right back on route 102
Slipped on ice
I could jump on some ol' highway
Run a thousand miles or more
Unlock some hidden mystery
Behind a distant door
I could sail the seven oceans
Til
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us, only sky
Imagine all the people living for today
Imagine there's no
reservation,
Spent each dime I could afford.
Like a child in wild anticipation,
Long to hear that "all aboard!"
Seven, (seven)
That's the time we leave,
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
I'm seven, I'm in heaven homie (nigga)
You can catch me in my dolo, how they think they know me? (Woo)
Hands up to God, never left me lonely (nigga)
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
the floor
Foot silhouette under a bedroom door
Driving me home at 7AM
Hand in mine, like a heaven sent hymn
Moving and shaking like the ramblers do
tomorrow
We must have a better tomorrow now
September 11th
Another war in Heaven
All who were there
Said it was a living nightmare
But for every action
attack crack
We need another news channel like a hole in the back
There's a one eight-seven on the four-o-five
And we all go to heaven on a hard disk
We'll understand it all by and by.
Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in
everlasting perfection
If each one keep living in the same direction
And life was life, and love was love
We went according by the laws of the world above
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