Lyrics:
I wasn't partying last night
Body went on illusions
Not over yet
Riding upon diamond illusions
She was so badly on green
And body needs to be blessed
24/7
24/7
I guess it's getting pretty complicated
Whenever I see you I get infatuated
By your eyes, your smile
This has been going on for a while
My
gone
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my guy
in bed at night,
Trying to control body and soul.
Four seconds to breathe.
Hold for eight seconds more.
Release for seven seconds.
Repeat until sleep.
neck
Second, she passed I was like, "What's up?"
To which she replied, "How you doin'?"
I said, "De nada mama"
But your beauty I'm persuin'
And I
as the caution:
Do not attempt to dis, cause you'll soften
Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress
You can't match this style or attack this
While I'm
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
my rent every day in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all
to the conscious mind
the dark mind being alien to the light mind
spooked by a thought
not in your right mind
yet driven to be kind
at all cost
never again lost
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
seconds feel as if eternity
Yet time is what I lack…
Oh, to be young again
Strong again and running like a stag
And all these years— how they flash by
by now
Tryin' to get paid and stay away from old sites
Find my place in life plus I like to hold mics
It might be seven whole days and seven whole
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
advantage and take you for granted
Call collect explainin' why I ain't came yet
I ain't winnin' the game yet can I get a rain check
Blow me a kiss in
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
And I'll find love again, I ain't find it yet
Oh, but I guess it is what it is
As it appears, oh shit
The object in the mirror is more near than it
I was staring at you eating saltines when I realized
if we make it to tomorrow then we've pulled off our greatest heist yet
it's seven weeks and one
the corner just out of my sight but...
I'm just taking it in
From a second storey hotel window again
The TV's on and my bags are packed
But in this world
undressed
Don't move too fast, I'm not finished yet
When I'm with you, I wanna lose myself
Forget the show and do something else
7 AM and the sun is up
I
him way back when
Haven't raised a drink in years
But now meet up again
To remember how it was
When they all thought they'd move away
And ride in
a second, we'll do it again
Counting by 10's
Is like having lots of money to spend
10, 20, 30, 40
50, 60 ,70, 80
90, 100
7, 17, 27, 37
47, 57, 67
77, 87, 97,
facts
The flowers
CHORUS
That's the truth its straight facts
The flowers
SECOND VERSE
Number eight Possessed by the flower that made him apex..rose
Yelling "Are we there yet?"
And all of us were joined together in one common thought
As we rolled down the long and winding interstate in our '53 DeSoto
The days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea
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