Lyrics:
wonder
Get the pool you have to swim
Propaganda, propaganda
Seven angels
Seven angels
Seven angels
Trumpets blow
War by war will come and go
Death
walls
A question of time till they bury us all
Abused by our foreman every day
It will all come back, these pricks will pay
7 At one blow
7 At one blow
7
up their eyes
And here's the avenger, a painter in disguise
In the house of the seven gables
The house of the seven gables
The weirdest of ancient
the Beamer truck we ain't sliding in no Benz
Bitch we keep a couple F&N's just me and all my friends
5.7's, Mac-11's we got Drac's up in this bin
Tell Josh
Fell down 7 times got up 8 though
All this hunger in my eyes I ain't ate though
Lost some people who was new to me, I'm straight though
Told baby
in-depth
All thoughts I come across, my mind's the source
Made by the are, of course
Seven holes in my face as I'm lookin out my window
Speak
lanes put 150 on the dash
You niggas got Broke Man Complex, that shit contagious I keep me a mask
11 twice, fuck 12, since 13 been balling on niggas,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
[Bizzy Bone] (whispering)
Shut up nigga...Shut the fuck up nigga
Here they come...Here they come
Here they come nigga...Duck down nigga duck down
tryna get come-ups (come-ups)
This a good week, I've been stackin' up M's
And I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga
family at
Deep up in the country homie where people be burnin' trash
Rollin' by, feelin' hella good, I been up in Inglewood
Since Paul Pierce went
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way to pick up
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
fly by niggaz really know what's happening (they do)
No cappin (no) keep my brim low got my money up dam right no slacking (let's get it)
Hey what say
cost n***a
We don't know no Ls we just throw up Ls
We was worn well I know how to throw em well
Talking slang cuz they'll tell Pull up, meet us by
the fares went up at seven
She is somewhere in the city, somewhere watching television
Watching people being stupid, doing things she can't believe in
Zigaretten
Kommt man uns blöd mac 11
Bleiben die nacht wach kein schlaf bis um seven
Bis um seven
Turn the TV on watch Netflix
Come through and chill all
stopped. Fuck the come up already popped u know what's up.
6. It's pretty clear I'm on a different level. My consistency is key. I'm a different rebel.
7
It's real, name a ghetto boy shit, you know what I'm saying
I'm free to hug ghetto, yeah
Ghetto boy shit, when the feds come just be ready for that
11/7/40 was an ordinary morning
November the 7th was no ordinary day
A grey and breezy sky blowing above the Puget sound
Up and down and side
to 7/11
Those were the days in the 504. Pops was locked up in the psychotic ward
And my momma was trappin' from door to door. Moving that weight straight
ticking time and boxes with a Boeing 747,
Last night i was in heaven, they said I should go tell em, catch em outside 7 11 not nice when you are a bellend,
Never verse us, fucked up, trust us
Y'all see before the gusto
Holmes dead, mics on sight
The arsonist, apart from this
Life as you know it, come from
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