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twenty seven hours or more
In every working day
My hour to hour arrangements
Are a copmlicated squeeze
I do many things I have to do
In twos or even
with the hands of a clock
Good can't help but do a little evil
Evil can't help but,
do a little Good.
Who's that singing in the kitchen by the stove?
I got a stack of Columbian crack
I gots ta cook it in seven so a nigga can make his ends back
Prepare to murder if I have to and I had to
So I
to breathe)
Don't fuck with this
Break every bone in your face
If you mess with my life
Mess with our life
I'll mess with your blood
And bury you in
five, six
Seven days a week you're drowning in tears
He was so insincere
Now you're layin' up in bed
Every night singing
Hey boy, thanx for nothin'
The crown on my head is heavy on me
They wouldn't know it
'Cause they don't wanna see
The skin on my face is turning bright pink
As I walk by
and face me
When I'm creepin like am chokin
A whole pill in the seven
I'd be wrong if I could say that you'll be
Waiting for forever
I understand the status
Dunn was leanin near a ZX
Next time shit's parental, God slap fire out yer mental
Jet in a boat with rims to mental
One time son you know we be
and hopelessness proclaim in 7 thousand distinct dialects. A planet in total disarray
One New York City police officer is on trial for killing Ahmed Diablo was
Oh, girl it's what you say between a phrase
It's written in your face
It's rain against a windowpane
The sound it makes
It's dreamin' the day
Know I love you baby, yes I do
3/5's of a mile in ten seconds
socks and on the stairs
Sound of rain is rain in gutters
Lightning seven seconds thunder
A mild snack late evening hunger
DVDs and VCRs fish tanks
Saturday's Seven Saturday's
Sunday's about to end soon
That's alright tomorrows Saturday too
Whiskey by the barrel beer by the case
I'd love seven Saturday's
have you tied up
Hollering
Bleed, let you die slow, in Heaven, hovering
Face my adversaries
Every confrontation conquered and
Faces of my adversaries,
First time
I saw your face
Second glance
You took my space
Third touch
We're hand in hand
Fourth kiss
I'll be your man
Fifth date
Love feels so
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in
concealing Hell
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
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
passports
Ass stay up in airports
Black man still gettin' no support
Compensation we ain't seein'
Split by Europeans
Damn treated less than human beings
The kids in school by the 3rd grade, all had doubts and lots to say…
“One man can’t fly all around the world,
And make a toy for every boy and girl.”
I’m tripping out i’m tripping out
We met in a crowded place
Expression on her face
The look in her eyes says she wanted me
So I played it cool but
Distracted by the features of the iPhone
(Got an application for each of situation)
In other words, taken by a pretty face
Somebody's watching you (I see
the cold and the rain pours down
As when I collapse right in her face
Was it the second time
I thought I'd turned this thing around
But that's not what
leaning by the door
Had an export in one hand, and a bottle for the band,
Extraditin' a new schematic for working on the whores
Sixteen thousand times
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