Search results for 'feel on you by 7th heaven' Page #13

songs
Of varying genres
To finish off Medix's work
With some ballads
Bangers, and beauties
We welcome you to act two of
The 7th Symphony

gas station carts off the BP on 7th Street
Now I'm chiefing pressure on the regular, like I'm running the trap
Got so much on my mind like Abe Lincoln

wet enough
I've been under rain,
As long as I can remember
The weather never let up for Jase
Spitting facts with some stretches like the 7th inning

And then on the 7th day 
Even God had had to take a break 
Oh Lordy Lordy, ain't it getting late 
I could sure go for a whisky straight 

When I

Let us begin
7th grade, homeroom, 1st period
Surrounded by girls dealing with first periods
Book reports on the Odyssey and Iliad
Eating cold pizza in

apprehended
I got reprimanded
Almost made me panic
So i had to call upon his name

It was the 7th Round
Gettin knocked out
By that lil girl
Mary Jane

Ngl it

to make sure no one gets me
Just to make sure they don't know 
My death tendencies
That's been following me
Since 7th Grade
Thought of it as a phase
But it

lesser
So Protection I seek
Cuz I'm hella weak
And I rest on the 7th after one hell of a week
Thanks for checking on me
My depression is deep
If I toss

more, getting lit, chillin', 
cnd stretching out like the 7th inning, wassup...

Learning to take life more for what it is
People expecting more than what

bitch, I am Mexican
Grown-ass man, 5'2", I know he's Mexican
Pacquiao, lost to Mayweather because he's Mexican
I was in 7th grade, going to war with

it pika-chu
You dumping off that 7th I think he might need a zip or two
Hit the booth gave the city some real shit to listen to
Ain't no faking we them

really turning up now - Working Man coming up the back stretch
And in the turn, with Tax Payer losing another place - Free Speech 7th off the lead

Donuts on my hoodie
7th grade, bumpin' awkward
Momma ain't raise no bitch
Want the fade? Pull up ASAP
Always strive and prosper
I had a Ferg phase
It gets

night long teach how to brew
Rap-chemistry
Pick me up at the 7th circle in hell of dante
Who is woebegone? apols, yeah, i did fuck you
Grew up

of Better Daze

Alright, alright, settle down

Cuz, on the 7th day, the lord took rest
Even the almighty need time to digest
Everything that's going on all

Verse 1

Let me start from the beginning at the top of the list
The year was 94’ in 7th grade I’d sit
Amongst all my friends with our brand new gear

waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member

I remember when I wrote my first rhyme
7th grade with squad at lunch time
Coming up with rap names in the lunch line
Say hello to the fantastic

I remember when I wrote my first rhyme
7th grade with squad at lunch time
Coming up with rap names in the lunch line
Say hello to the fantastic

Contessa to the chicken...get the Texas Pete// If you lost on the highway, get directions B. my 7th grade teacher knew i had drugs, she was scared of me// I

and high on life
Feel like superman with you by my side
If a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down then a spoonful of you makes my world go round
So

I met this kid back in 7th grade
He goes by the name of Sixas
And he listens to Drake
We were together so much so
People would associate me with him

a fuck how a hoe feel 
Told that bitch call on Tyrone

Trues on my ass in 7th grade 
They know that I been having shit
32 up in this clip run up on me I'm

a gold chain or ice on my wrist
Investing my money in stocks land and shit
On top of the world yeah feeling is hella crazy
On a run for my 7th they calling