Lyrics:
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
capacitors
Pressing powerful punks down like trash compactors
I'm not an actor
I'm a prophet of the 7th world
Heaven's staircase is long, it's starting
The business way to end this I can feel the tremors tremendous
In remembrance of September 11th
Flash back to September 7th
When Tupac was murdered in Vegas
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
40th, this shit is live
Fifth-floor, 56, you know the zip, district five
You're on 22nd, you from two-one
Thats on Lennox, 7th ave was news one
[Jay-Z]
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
this aint usually how I move
But don't be confused
Behind the scenes I been out making moves
My cd at 7th heaven right on troost
If you got a few dollas
hear me unleash the beast Like the 7th seal was broken
But can I piece together these words spoken
To help me reach my peak
Before I get to speak wise
got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have
sister I was in 7th grade
Same year Avary got stabbed in his heart and moved to heaven gates
He was 2 years old it hurt my soul because I felt the blame
My
everything'd be alright
Gone too soon
Watching all my legends die
At a early age
World over ran by the underworld of grades
I keep battling away my demons
Like
beyond the light of the sun
Knowledge will keep you forever young
I'm on the ledge of the 7th heaven
Devils attempted to defend levels they can't ever
[hook]
These 12 Nights Are Going By So Fast
Pretty Soon Christmas Will Be In The Past
'cause It Really Is My Favorite Time Of The Year
Snow
just peasants
Imma stay winnin yall are pretendin
I work like the 1st day yall are the 7th
Bright light y'all seein the heavens
Murderin tracks wait for
hundred, they like, "Mac Critter just gave it" (gave it)
I know the opps sittin' back, lookin' like, "That shit crazy" (crazy)
7th Street nigga (7th
tried it at 445 by 5 it was stairway to heaven yeah
Bond number 9 I'm smelling like money cant take this shit from me
Started off I was broke as a joke
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon
Gotta
a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but
on the 7th though
A war of self-defense against a girl
That's only 12 years old
Paradox
Like a couple medical professionals
It's truly absurd
We like kids pay
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
and probably Editing a video
7th period It was uploaded by sun down i was in the Yo.
2020 they was mad dog. Shoot was finished. It was mid night.
4 drops in
to get paid
Usin' these rhymes I've been writin' since in the 7th grade
Our team played, and had physical sex with minimum wage
It was just like a piece
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
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