Lyrics:
him
I can’t be mad at Kanye because
He made me famous! #FACTS
6th Stop trying to demonize real artist
Stop trying to compromise art
That’s why music
of nothing, 20, 0, 1,
Late winter, Martin Luther King Day, 12, 16,
August, Wednesday, 13th, Friday, 7, June.
[A] I'll tell you 'bout my night on shore, if you will lend an [E7th]ear
[B7th] I stepped into a cabaret to get myself a [E7th] beer
[A] A pretty
nigga like a 7B
Big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
Yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
Dead faces keep my money in the body bag
Rack your psyche, rack you blind
Free your body with my gun
Girl, I'm gonna make you come
7th house along the road
At the 7th house along the road
She got an old Silverado and forty-seven acres
She played the hack so loud, she blew out her speakers
She gotta neon Bud sign hanging in the kitchen
what's my sign, so I threw up the 59
I'm a lord, out the 7th Ward I pick the lock on heaven's door
Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red
to shut ....
7th floor expenses and private schools
Pushing a pen you're not turning the tools
8th floor position, respect and acclaim
Move
Hmm
Yeah
The year is 1997
The place, New York, New York, big city of dreams
Harlem U.S.A., hundred and tenth street, 1-25th, 8th Avenue
7th
escaped from hell (go)
My car cost so much the police don't even pull me over (huh)
I don't sign artists no more, I recruit soldiers (woah)
My money
people
To a place called Wounded Knee
And they found themselves surrounded
By the 7th Cavalry
Big chief Big Foot
Rise up from your bed
Minneconjou babies
"It is the 17th century. I am a noble ensign-bearer posing with my guild for the Dutch
master painter, Rembrandt van Rijn, in Amsterdam."
I'm
"Never to go to war with one another again"
". . .Juden. . ."
"This country is at war with Germany."
"December 7, 1941, (the Japanese have
Now dis one dedicated to de man dem call MacGyver (bo!)
And all double-oh-seven James Bond man 'e from de area (gunshot, gunshot)
Maximum respect
and 8th
Growing up ever so slow
Come of age ever so late
Planning my quiet escape
Trying to disappear
One day at a time
Leaving no sign
Putting
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yes, up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister,
the seven signs
Now baby
Let's get started for life
Every time I look into your eyes
(Mr Worldwide)
I feel i can, can stare in them for a lifetime
We
she lives on the 20th floor uptown
The elevator's broken down
So I walk 1, 2 flight, 3 flight
4, 5, 6, 7 flight, 8 flight more
Up on the 12th floor
free at last
We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast
Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas
I'm lyin', I needed condoms, don't look through
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yes, up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister,
I gotten myself into this time?" One of those situations change your whole outlook on life/ Despite the hardships we shall overcome, victorious/ 7th
(What is life like? Yeah)
Smokin' an 8th smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th, 8th, 8th smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th
Smokin' an 8th, 8th, 8th (yeah, yeah)
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