Lyrics:
and the second source
There will always be a craft to seize
A storm generator sure to surge
A foundation weakened by a million revisions
I can see Mormons on their
THE HEAT!
Ay, Rare, y'all gotta patch me
Smokin' these opps, they can never outmatch me
Scuttle their ships, bet they think that I'm hacking
My crew never
Anywhere you at it's on, of course
We don't sleep at all
Give all my homies a call
Everybody in your crew is sure to fall
(Sho Nuff) Retalition in effect
without a band
And that sister K.D. Lang been sexin' without a man
We brought our ultimate plan to birth
Put in work for this game, it's not a game to me
Yeah
It's the canvas
Lord knows I just need a canvas
I've been workin on my manors
And edict with the handles
Now I'm feelin so special
Seven bands
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
y'all shit retarded
(I just got excited, man I almost farted
That's too much information, my bad, I'm sorry
We got syndication, our shit go hardest)
lighting up
Get with the crew roll up some woods cause one aint enough
Baby back it up ma you dancing with a star
After this lets kick it smoke it in my
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
of crews
Death on the phono, my skills are porno
You say "Oh, no," you bitch-ass homo
I bag up waste, electrifyin', I'm prime-time
I slaughter slime, I'm
the suture
I am the seventh of seven sons
And my father the seventh before me
I heard of my fate, and I sometimes did hate
The burden of knowing their stories
feelin' like a vibe
When I get a vibe I don't think twice
Thought I wanted you for my life
Now I guess it's just a waste of time
Whole crew feelin' like
the sabotage while the entourage
Take her somewhere remote, got her open like a cargo pod
Our lyrics blend like camouflage
You be wondering what's happened
morning, the sun was in the sky
A crew of young and reckless boys, with dreams of getting by
The wind was strong, our spirits high, we thought we'd never
7, Getting mine
Ballin out, what a time
Wish you was here, sike I'm lyin'
Yeah my crew exactly what your crew ain't
Your bars don't align with
We are as close as three-part harmony, wouldn't you agree?
And if by chance our romance ended it would surely be the end of me
Some people might
and nail just to be in your life
So never stop that gaze deep in my eyes
We can run away and build our own time
We don't need no second chances love will
on a ship called The Seven Deadly Sins
And we probably will till we die
As we’re doomed and we’re stuck and we’re shit out of luck
As the last of our days
the big one
Time to celebrate perhaps
Our fate is in the hands of strangers
Going gold
Or down the hole
You can kiss my ass!
In a last ditch effort
Tuatha de danann
Hear my mighty roar
Follow your alfather
Into the second battle of mag tuired
300 ships once came to the shore
To dethrone sreng
I'm rocking all white air forces on my fucking feet
I had to go run my bands up like a track meet
That boy done made me mad now he twisting in his
Pitbull slash Q-Bon
Yo
One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie
Them 6 - 7 Boys
Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily
or confide in
Cause I wield the trident like Poseidon
My last slip knot hangs for shanghai surprise
The last of my crew is skeleton by design
Cannon
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