Lyrics:
Pullin' over cop cars
Fuck a pig tryna cuff my wrist
Then they saw the slit "Oh shit
This that Oozing motherfucker from the pit!"
7th Ward Lord grabbed his
45s
You were one in a million, I never felt so alive
Just wanted to be with you 24/7
Didn't want this to end you're my 7th heaven
Couldn't count my
45s
You were one in a million, I never felt so alive
Just wanted to be with you 24/7
Didn't want this to end you're my 7th heaven
Couldn't count my
Mister Frankie Diamond was my best friend We were partners in a business down on see & 7th
Nothin' ever got this good brother down He was a real
land and the plutocrat
All that's mine is a small coffin
I swear to god this the wrong hustle
This the Fegefeuer, The Dante tale
Morocco is the 7th Hell
Or
They up inside a prison
Been thankful god for blessing my soul
By why a nigga still living
Tonio died we was in 7th grade
I still got niggas ain't
watching it I know this clowns
Introduction to the voice of the 7th alphabet this is how a G sounds
When I’m about to drop
Jesus jealous how they keep
Sitting at the red light in a coupe
I ride through the 7th Ward with you
I'm fly as a parachute
With a Gucci bucket in a new coupe
I know you come from
Sitting at the red light in a coupe
I ride through the 7th Ward with you
I'm fly as a parachute
With a Gucci bucket in a new coupe
I know you come from
Going so fast you'll see me another day
Hopefully it's by the heaven gates
But I'm dropping to hell wish there's a better way
Fuck getting a cell I need
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
at the show
7th in the 7th row
Now when you look at me
You see what I've known for so long
Sad that you can be so lovely and so wrong
Came to say that I've
Hidden Ink:
Written By: JonPaul L. Feliciano
Intro:
Uh, yeah (x2)
It’s Ruhk Bishop
Chorus:
I came a long way since that baby steppa in the 7th
grinding every day
I just need to finish what i started from the 7th grade
I never was the one to play
I was stuck inside all day
Now i’m writing lyrics
humbly united
My family never divided
Desperado, Thug Line, Mo Thug, Millennium, 7th Sign
For the F-B-I you want to come test my Enterprise
Bitch you
the lesson
She want you there when in despair
But he don't want nothing to do with you when happy
7th Heaven is where i'm reppin
Where i'm stayin, keep your
this aint usually how I move
But don't be confused
Behind the scenes I been out making moves
My cd at 7th heaven right on troost
If you got a few dollas
sister I was in 7th grade
Same year Avary got stabbed in his heart and moved to heaven gates
He was 2 years old it hurt my soul because I felt the blame
My
a glock
Like i'm the 7th path of pain i'm here to bleed the block
And you gone be dead when they get here you don't need the cops
Yung boy moving quiet but
me
A dude from the woods
Now its saint Paul 7th st.
End wars
Make peace
Pen - pad
Dank - leaves
Hoping that I fade away
Mo-dank - day dream
Chillin
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
different day
Certified lover boy ever since 7th grade
Baddest of bitches all up in my resume
All of my homies by my side life is good this shit must be
mad tricks on your mind (mind)
If you're blind to the wicked ways
The devil plays mad tricks on your mind
Verse Three: 7th Ambassador
He
mixed jazz blues and pops
And the salsa fusion, he's lady's shoe producin'
Plus he teamed with rob Thomas for a music revolution
On the 7th day, it was
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