Lyrics:
it was like perfect timing
She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece
But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet
But she was gangsta in
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
like
Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second
Make dirt, day Heaven
I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder
Spray seven at your back
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
Blood money
Blood money
Bathed in blood money
Ticket into heaven
Bathed in blood money
Seven times seven times seven
Two thousand years ago
Death
Light is leaving he's even odd
All 6s and 7s
Mauled bitches and reverends
Frauds get and I get stepping
When the hog pit is in heaven
Dog shit if
talking
Seen ya all around town
with a frown
like you need a boost
a little pick me up
can go a long way
when the worst of the day
is weighting down
of heaven
All scrunched up inside the car
The trips and dips hiding in the leather now
Walking through the streets of hopeless-ville
Stopping at the spot by
a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town,
'Bout half
I'm seven years old and we live in town
on Pennsylvania Avenue
My Mom and Dad and my brothers and me
I even got my own bedroom
Summers here and we're
Check my mail if you would please, Jenn
Collect my things till I'm in town again
Hell No, I ain't happy.
But I get a little closer everyday
life, then we might go vegan
Woah, I hear a little bit of me in all your favorite rappers
You know it's true, bitch I need respect due
Now or later,
I'm seven years old and we live in town, on Pennsylvania Avenue.
My Mom and Dad and my brothers and me, I even got my own bedroom
Summers here
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
been facing my demons
Born in the land of Bethlehem
Lisbon town
Portugal
By the river
By the sea
Mother Mary
She raised me
At the park I ran free
Marley
hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven,
The little one stops to pray to heaven
cnd they all go marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain,
delivery/
Heard your first cries like it rang from the heavens/
Time of birth was half past 11, the date, December 27th/
Yeah it took a little time but I had
One time I spent a week inside a little country jail
I don't guess I'll ever live it down
I was sittin' at red light when these two men come
Cafe cats are waiting
Loves anticipating
Coffee steaming on a rainy day
Couldn't stay at home
All those souls alone
Dropping by and looking for
farm and seven hungry mouths to feed
And yet and somehow our homefire never flickered once
Cause when all the things went wrong
Mama took the hymn
can't keep you close
I been had to hustle evicted from my crib in 7th grade
Needed new clothes sold dope and got good pay
Fuck a real job I made my own
the dead
You could meet me by the shell
It go way up and then down
Fuck a bitch down otwn
Fuck a bitch down town
Fuck a bitch down Town Yeah
All the bitch
when a Christmas time a the baby
Weh born inna Bethlehem we celebrating
Pree the levels Isiah 9 Him a great King
It's not about decorating the Christmas
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching seven by seven
The little one stops to pray to heaven
And they all go
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