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me the rundown
Thank God for Jesus, the Father, He can call me His son now
Seven o'clock I see the sun
Once I was blind now I see the Son
I see clearly

dark side, is my good side, I'm venomous
Hold on, I am a man of my word
Imma kill the opposition, coming in the back door
I've been raised by the wolves

do
Todd English Pub
Seven seconds to chug
Free beer, plus this girl
Only seconds to love
But I wanted it to last
Now I need some help
I want more than

facts
The flowers

CHORUS
That's the truth its straight facts
The flowers


SECOND VERSE
Number eight  Possessed by the flower that made him apex..rose

the hope
4. Heard em laughing at my past, don’t see the joke
5. Young king built to last, ain’t  crash yet
6. Momma saw I had potential since  Bassinet 
7

Here we go again
We find ourselves in
And blindsided by another situation
In the same place
But let's all save face
Make an effort to avoid all

don't know my story
There's really nothing for me
So leave me in this worry
(In the end is glory)

Feel like an 8 by 10 in a 5 by 7
I'm in the wrong frame

Sasquatch

Earl Sweatshirt

Doris

2013

Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home
Shit, it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff

Keeper of the Seven Keys

Helloween

Keeper of the Seven Keys, Pt. 2

1988

only hope's your victory
Kill that Satan who won't let us be--kill!

[Chorus]
You're the Keeper of the Seven Keys
That lock up the seven seas

You might see me stroll by
in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.
I'm sick now.
I think I'm catching glaucoma.
See me on the corner, looking for

locked up
From Queens doing time, we still
(keeping it real, packing steel
Getting high) playing the street game
The only way to get by is
(keeping it

The seven foot black with the emerald ring
Broke up a fight without saying a thing
As the cops cruised by wanting one more chance
To send Jimmy Baldwin back

a hundred Haitians
I'm a hot nigga by affiliation

Look, fresh up out the county, I done did a lil bid
Let the popos run up on me, I won't tell them

Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy

The seven foot black with the emerald ring
Broke up a fight without saying a thing
As the cops cruised by
Wanting one more chance
To send Jimmy Baldwin back

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

Big Ballin'

Big Tymers

How You Luv That?, Vol. 2

1998

[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house

ain't flattered by all of you hoes
You just dangling
Go ahead and come out the clothes
I take a puff of the weed, and screaming one eight seven
Jump in

I'm crazy when I say I got them super powers
24/7 I work everyday and every hour

Mhm this that second set I'm pushin now
Right about now I got

could play 7 seconds in heaven
Or whatever that games called
Seventh heaven
Seven
Seven
Seven
That's all I see these days
Transcending possibilities
Being

leave u with slit wrists
Alcohol it's dipped in, It's all in the scriptin'
By tomorrow you know she gon' leave in an instance

Under the coffin, six feet

Memento, a poem about rape by Spicky Boy Bronx
Soy enojado, I'm angry, I'm sorry, lo siento
I'm trying to get better, but I got this memento

kick it in (in)
Six is for the 1st, my nigga, what you tryna spend? (Tryna spend)
Seven, don't ever put that pot down, nigga (nah)
Eight, don't forget