Lyrics:
Kissed Your Sister
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Now out of all those memories
that keep coming back to me
I get one that reappears nearly every seven years
It dates from
Tommy Hil was my nigga, and others couldn't figure
How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor
Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
A boy nine years of age
Slips on a curb slick with snow
Mother's dreams beginning to fade
Facing a hard row to hoe
Facing a hard row to hoe
Sister's
of names
Decades of work
For a second of fame
We're out of time
Gravity's no friend of mine
I've been away
Way for a long
Long kinda time flies by
Think I
on this one
You gotta drink Crist-all
Buy some red wine, a little Gaja 9-7
You're so contagious, I can't take it, have my baby, let's just make it
really wasn't moved by her cries
But her smile was my esthetician
I could get hooked in like 15 seconds
You seen em flicks, but it's nothing too special
Seven moons for seven seas
Won't let them get the better of me
They'll pass me by
Don't pass me by
My seven fears all fear of me
They'll
from Hoover, how she end up here cuttin' rock?
Four year old on her lap, that was my older sister
Photos of Tookie and my father, now you get
just let me ride
You would do it if my name was Dre, second comin motherfucker
Throw it up for the king of L.A
I'm known for makin bitches take they
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
jumped in the game I was 7 years old,
Drop a model get the money, give a fuck about a ho.
Servin' porcelain to people left a brick up in my coat,
Always
time now right here off my wrist
Nine times related by an eighth of the cost
Seven years we waited
Not a second was lost too soon
Misfortune faded by
I write with the power of life, power of death
Every breath begets change, every coward is left
Quicksand, second chance, never take an hour to step
thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
a spell,
Oklahoma City and he's lost his last bill
Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks
Seven comes a-calling
As we cross on into Texas
Townes is
down for a spell,
Oklahoma City and he's lost his last bill
Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks
Seven comes a-calling
As we cross on into
and zest
I hardly have a second I
Can truly call my own
It seems that every thirty minutes
Another hour has flown
The older you become the more
You
This the tempo to my lullaby
Where Im left here with no tears to cry
Only flashing lights thats passing by
What a fast mind for my last minutes
Im
the mall out
Fuck the fallout
Word is Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me
Fuckin' real
Here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece
I'm gonna have to end it
Second passage
Twenty-seven
I don't think I'll get to heaven
Sisters in 2007
Made me cry my heart out
Someone stop me, someone
strip naked, quicker than a Luke record (what?)
Had the place took in a minute and some seconds
Asked her how many of it was em? (How many of it was
by now
Tryin' to get paid and stay away from old sites
Find my place in life plus I like to hold mics
It might be seven whole days and seven whole
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