Lyrics:
Keep it a stack it's fat as fuck
She might make a nigga fall in love
Nah I'm playin' ion really do love
Smoke weed ion really do drug
Big pack don't
to aggravation
I got my ears closed, back to bookin' my own shoes
Level seven eight nine - second dimension
of the Father will fall upon them
And When the 7 seals where opened
Stars fell into earth
The Angels and their trumphets shaked the earth
When he opened
want
All the stars along the way keep it real every second
Big Martian they call I feel like I'm big
I'm not a nigga I'm a fucking hybrid Turk
Your man
Episode: IX
From Sage Daelun's "Chronicles of Antediluvia", volume XVIII:
Episode I: The Fall of the Shadow-King
Episodes II & III:
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
beautiful second home to me had no signs of teather
7 years of my life, my adult expansion
repped by 300 years of History, but can you imangine
How in a few
around and treats me like I'm gold
When my walls come down, down, down
Cuz on October 7th
You begged me not to cry
You didn't wanna see me fall apart like
that
Dead broke Dead broke
Use to be the same damn way hadda use my head tho
Just hadda stack this monday by friday im up 7 fold
7000 plus in my pockets
Free the real that's locked behind the gates
'Member when I used to flip a 8th
Make the 7th money by the 8th
All this ice and I don't even skate
Big
that the pills
help but pop another pill You gon' feel like you in hell
Relationships start to fall apart and they don't heal
Well, bullshit comin' out
It's the return of mister fourth quarter
But now it's mister second half
I laughing as I get you going back then
I drop step five feet and fall away
don't you think about us again? Because there's no second chance
Who gives a fuck about the overlooking when it's just starting
Ideas stacking up, when
dat
Shameful
That these freak hoes
Tryna sneak attack
I need seven seconds let me grab bat and beat a rat
I sent you seven messages to back off but
a self induced tragedy
Is this my second chance
To fall in love again?
To see my daughter dance
On her wedding day?
Will I be alive to say?
Another night
a fraction of a second
It wraps her with a silently deafening scream and becomes so big that she falls inside its pupil
Attracted by the gravitational pull
at the homestead and then in the town
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid
don't fall too
Far from the tree
Ever since my mother was pregnant
With a second egg
'Cause she said that I had a baby sister
Who fell out of the window
This life that I live tough, I'm fucked up in the head
Big bro popping pills he fucked up in the head
Swear I wish that I was dead sometimes for
his executor
Making that money, it coming in laundromat
Load the gat, 7.62
That my contraband
Lil brudda next up fasho, second in command
My city
buk, by popular demand
We back by popular demand, doin' it big
As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
My pockets got the green but I'm not
I wake up 10 up in the morning grab my nine,
I'm big tre-8 so she gone let me hit it from behind,
I fuck for 7 minutes then you know i'm back up
Thinking to myself something gotta give
Gotta switch it up
Man I gotta put this shit in second gear
On the fast route to them M's
Thinking this can't
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