Lyrics:
there were seven emcee's in the 7th grade
i would kick seven rhymes had only seven made
but those seven rhymes we stole
note the way your toning
i gave
finished
You other rappers finished
You niggas gimmicks
It was so hard in tha beginning
Rappin' at Splashes in tha 7th ward
I'm tryna get it
My lil'
Bobby was a beautiful girl from a small town in a great big world.
Her daddy owned the corner store off of 7th Avenue.
Danny-Jo just turned
on 7th Avenue.
But I used to wait at the diner, a million nights without her,
Praying she won't cancel again tonight.
And the waiter served my coffee with
me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh
gotta be out by da 7th man I'm sick and tired of dis mess...
It's like god is akin' my blessings bad luck is all in my presents...
Fuck round n I gotta
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
snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers
Turnin' into snitches
Yeah, I be that 7th Ward
Lord with them devil horns
Born and raised in the waves
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
It on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
Be
E baby debbie tell me did
you
The stumbling narrow-minded becomes you
The overwhelming power - it eats you from the inside
still you have got to rise again
7th Movement:
Black Flame mixtape
Shouts out 7th street mane I'm sayin'
Lil B, man (50)
We rockin' up baby, what's up
I'm certified, I can call myself a bitch
(Hands
you a visual since middle school my life still has been miserable
But you don't know what I had went through
7th grade is when I had met you
You
And the wrong mistake is a half
Dead ass doing the coroner
Heavenly father I'm looking into the heavens
My girl think I'm going crazy
This nigga going 7th these
Just a feeling that you get
When you hang with peasants
Ridin' down Crescent
My weapon is oh-so-sharp and ready
Ward of the 7th
The legend is that you
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
blessed with sentience?
Always being afraid of death, will be the real death of us
When I was in 7th grade, I destroyed a computer my parents bought me
I
Grover
In the Range Rover
But bump dat
I be in the hellcat
Or Porsche 911
I'm in the 7th Heaven
The whip so cold
Niggas look funny like Kevin
Why
question
My momma, my brother, my father who art up in heaven
Pray like they that taught me in Matthew 11
Been up at bat at the top of the 7th
Turning around
crazy
Heaven forbid I end up back in Edmonton
I just made it out of 7th and Jefferson
You probably don't know what that
Is when I mention it
That's in
often search for profit but I ain't killed nobody stop it put
it on petro 7th sign voted for deathrow and the death note read
b
E baby debbie tell me did
and own my own. And understand what I need to do as a company, as a label, and as an artist, and as a man and encompass that in one movement which is 7th
guardian angels, got to keep them around me
Momma did the best she could
and I was still an outta pocket young nigga cause I knew what I wanted
7th grade
that thang
That blow your brain
But that feeling that I got
When we met in 7th grade
Cuz nobodies perfect
But your perfect for me
It seems
Nobody's
acclaim
That's that thang
That blow your brain
But that feeling that I got
When we met in 7th grade
Cuz nobodies perfect
But your perfect for me
It seems
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