Lyrics:
a breath
Make a rhyme, Take a rest
Wait in line, raise the bets
Is she mine, I digress
Seven dimes, take ya pick
Fading times, recollect
On my own, by myself
tell me I ain't seen it cuz it's unforgetting
Levitating out my body, out this earth I left it
Multi-dimension, travel time, do that like every second
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
connecting the dots
There are bugs under my skin, I need to dig them out with a screwdriver
She broke my heart, had me shadowboxing behind the 7-Eleven
In
the god of hell
When I get out of this port-o-potty
In exactly 32 seconds
32
31
30, 29, 28, 27, 26
(Twenty Seven)
25, 24
(Twenty Four)
23, 22, 21
(Twenty)
it’s a one eight seven
By a three-fifty seven
While Jesus telling me beware of the leavened
I’m spilt in the middle like malcolm
I’m drowning
It’s only
One day I had a headache so I went to the 7-11
I thought I'd make it go away by downing a bottle of aspirin
But the employee came up to me he said I
are
And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in
We joined by nothing
'Cause your ???
Drinking
Buying crack
Go for drugs again
And it
Remember the minutes spent together
You called me Rainman
Then kissed me for three seconds
Ooh, no one else has ever fit
The equation quite like you
White
to retire.
Second time in history, Atlantic flown by three Spaniards.
Here's one. Death of Barbara La Marr, film actress with five
husbands.
BBC asks for
Gifts for some guy that she dating, still shot
Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that
But man she had an ass so fat
You couldn't palm it with
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
little 3, little Gs
Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7
Style
Hold a Stone Isle profile
Mix between Malcolm X and Sef when I go wild
Hold mics like a second nut until the second coming
Humming coming
A snow white line of divine freaks
In riot, where they fell...
The circus lurches in, a ring of promised delight
For seven days and seven festival nights
show
Yelled 'fired in the second row,
This whole place is a powder keg!'
You'd notice him
And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed,
Headin' out we're gonna meet the crew
But first we stop, the boys want brew
They want brew
Nooo
They're under age, we wait and tap
An hour goes by I
You think Oakland California is a city of punks
It only takes a second, to pop the trunk
And just like that you know it's real
You're in the right
If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at seventeen
First I'd prove it's me by saying
"Look under your bed, there's
that was
For the second verse
I need someone to give me a number
Between 12 and 14, I'll make a verse, 13
13, ah, 13, well, 13 multiplied by 1
You still
Ninety seven to two thousand, check it! (Ha! Ha! La!)
[Wyclef]
Jericho sound
No Woman No Cry (We 'bout to set it!)
Yes! Yes! (We 'bout to set it!)
to wonder
Should I produce or should I tour this summer
Well just that second I heard stay where you are
Before I could stop I was hit by a cop car
I laid
seconds
If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
one by one
By force of greatness all
They're just a moment too soon
Or a second too late
They were nothing more than a moment too soon"
"But what
Discuss these widespread by 7 seconds Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In