Lyrics:
we have chosen
This is for the frozen (Froze)
Pull up to the store
Feeling kinda thirsty
Year 7s in line
I'ma show no mercy
They be testing me
Like
wrong
If it's all my fault then they deserve another song
I knew that this would happen
But the out come won't be tragic
Twenty seven club just a year
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three
Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
Two thousand and seventy-three
Two thousand and eighty-four
Two thousand and ninety-three
Light years ahead
You and me gon' be gettin' down
the couple of Saturdays
I moved in runnin' from tragedies and boozing
Seven hundred years since I came here
You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare
I
New Year without you
Merry Xmas says your text message
Merry Xmas says your text message
But you're late by a day or two
So mine says thanks a lot
the cracks by habit, that's a position that I done mastered
Exercise my mind, if they got questions, I got answers
Stand to scrape to the sky, 'cause my
were mine but
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Years go by, need my space I gotta meditate
Do, re, me, fa so, tired of holding on
Need to let you go, so I roll
Nine to five just feels like my life
Finding time to spend with my wife is hard
Pack my lunch at seven
And out the door by eight
It's getting hard
alright, it's alright
You sit by the fire I like my mind
But it's alright, it's alright
Four long years only one sign
The sweet she'll one day know you
10 before 7 I was missing you
Didn't know whether I should message you
Let you go really that's whats best for you
But when I'm done touring you know
killin' me right now
It's a Carolina area code
Followed by seven
With a voice on the other side
That kinda sounds like heaven
And I know I should
getting shot by the nine
8 of them died and left 7 of them crying for the 5th and 6th time
I'm trying to tell you dog, you done pulled through
Nigga I
that's that Jesus 2 slots
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of raze braided by his girl Lucy
With the semi on, make
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
The planet Earth is dying
Stand by for twenty seconds
Roger
Welcome to manned space exploration
Roger
know we can get to you in just seven minutes
Seven minutes
Call 1-800
Your shit lack quality
I'm sitting right behind my chick, making pottery
My
your heartache
I'm in heaven 7:30, by 8 i'm a mistake
You could never ever love me
And i'm
Crushed
By it
By it
By it
Crushed
By it
By it
By it
Crushed
-Bizzy Bone-Intro-
Rest in peace, Karlos Shammar Davis. 7th Sign soldier. A.K.A. Low Down. Rest in peace, nigga. I love you. Yeah. It's just
land awaits
So do victory we know
Marching, crossing dry by the Yarden
See the holy hand
Once again
Seven days, no thunder from the sky
We're still
Rover
We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost it's way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was reduced down to two,
the nights I'm lost in
Cough, cough, gosh
All right let's see... Spore Attic
Spore Attic? Ah, here it is, 7, 7
Agh, always takes like 20 years, jesus
Come
a thousand years just waiting for an answer
c wounded sailor looking for love
What more could you desire?
What else d'you need? You know, I'm yours
I
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