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I know I can’t fix this
I know I get too deep, that’s on hold
Ever since the 7th grade I lost my soul
I wish that I could take it back, I don’t know

say he a hunnit how could it be
Stand on top of my 6 i been a boss 7th letter the alphabet ima g
Real gangster move silent you niggas wilding all this

And if I never built the courage to drop the bit
All my intentions would be viewed as a scripted skit
And although the 7th Grade Knowlege is screaming darn

computer like I got a stu and shit
Playing round with fl studio with beats that I could rip
7th grade all summer with the craft that I could mix
I remember

my place on 7th ave 

With flowers that you picked by hand 

Could only mean one thing

I stand corrected

I thought it would be you instead 



I'm

your moment of truth
Cause ain't no time like the present
Like celebrating Christmas, January 7th
Conducting the business, completely independent
As God

Oh Maria

Sam Roberts

Love at the End of the World

2008

never change you, I know, I know
I need to see you
That never changes, oh no

You lived on the 7th floor
It was far from heaven but it meant more
You said

Once I turned 12  I knew I was meant for this s***

Still remember 7th grade writing lyrics in gym 

I put time in this s***

You hear the bars you still

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

at the well
I can't do it, I can't even do it
I seen niggas jacking me and still ain't even do it
Can't be contemplating, you 7th grade it
All around these

never got to make
Happy birthday
These moments in time are in my head
In 7th grade
Right when you said,
"I promise that I'll stick by your side"
Know you

called him "Little" but he had that Malcolm X potential
Shabazzing on em like I took a Hajj to Mecca's temples
Stargating, Yamin be the 7th symbol

We

frustrated I would write
Scotty said it's tight
Scotty was my right hand man from the jump
Leave at lunch
Skippin' 5th 6th and 7th to record
Piece of junk old

The weekend is just where i start
No 7th day rests for my payroll
Identity crystal, no clark,
These bitches say that i been different lately
Cause i'm bringing

this for me fuck those plaques and them awards nigga 
This that everything is good 7th day 
God speed it is well let my words demonstrate 
Infiltrate

never seen it coming
He was young, was about to turn 25 on the 7th
Now, making funeral arrangements
Couldn't watch the Super Bowl
I was laying in

kiss in the 7th grade
He Took my round back by the schoolyard
He tasted like chocolate and tuna
He spotted I was a late bloomer eeeey
I didn't know

Don't understand me?/
It's because I come from a different side/

7th n G street, is when it all started/
Still drive down Waterman/

cttended E Neal

the goodness in life

I was just 12, not the start of my living
Making these friends, giving out the forgiveness
7th grade started, I felt like kid
Not all this

Allah spoke to me
I once lost myself
Like in 7th grade
Donnie pressed on his temples
And made himself seize
He did it comically
Though he was relieved

do it?
How you gon’ learn from life if you just rushing through it?
You always had a safe space but you just never knew it
I rested on the 7th day. Let

Know your place, no credit

Ima come first
And second through 7th

Real pain don’t hurt
Every scar is a blessing
Ya get it?

It's mighty men even it's king                        
I have given you everything  

So march around the city now                        
On the 7th day

the thorn in they side
And that's what I aspire to be
7th grade me said
God sent me to piss the world off
And day by day I slowly believe that that prediction