Lyrics:
on the weapon
What you surprised by the message
Aye whats your story
And are you dying to tell it
My mind moving about a mile a second
I know you know you tired
weapon
So in event of my death when
All said and done
Know that you made me accepted by myself
Or else, these words wouldn't move amongst brethren
Seven
it
I could call you out any second, don't forget it
I gotta keep it 100-24-7
I keep it 100-24-7
I'm livin life and I'm learning life lessons
I never
7/ 10/19 - ABSOLUTE FINAL - REVISED PER POST PRODUCTION
Set: White House / Oval Office - President Roosevelt behind his desk; music plays
dying by the second
If you reading this it's too late like a never ending message (yuh)
But sometimes I feel like drake, cause If I die then I'm a legend
building
And now I'm sitting building on my own
Creating my business
Doing all of this music
Fuck whoever doubted
I was surrounded By Judas
My friends
this the only way I know how
By goin' up even if I'm so down
Never slow down
Sold out the show now
I'm so proud
They're all here and now they all know
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
on the leading edge of life
(T-minus twenty-seven seconds
We applaud for redundant sequencers start
T-minus twenty seconds and counting
T-minus fifteen,
And it'll grow like a seed
See a reverend go to heaven
That's where we wanna be
Need a second give me seven
Just a moment to breathe
Dreams
Do you have one
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days
TV got real, music went fake...
Please help her for God's sake
When I proposed to the Game, I figured
me over the edge
And I kinda made me a pledge
That I'd keep up the streak of sobriety for at least a second
And now it's been seven months and each
On and on the same song of a wannabe thug
They say hip hop is dead I think that it just need a second
A new country a grymey world my nigga read the message
Music is
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
of the power
Time is money and it's clickin' by the hour
(tick tick tick) clickin' by the minute
It's clickin' by the second
Don't let it get ahead when
You
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
All I say is go, and they gon' pop Up in a second
I'm just living life until I'm gone, Don't ask no questions
A nigga 21, but I was savage age 7
Gas
niggas working at radio
Real people real program directors
With wives and kids that love music, that
Can't play what they wanna play
Because they've been
already back for round two
This here for shit's and giggles
Here's an epiphany
Dax ain't droppin' music when he's rappin'
He's droppin' symphonies
I make
Whoa, wish this was a Metallica concert
I wish that it was music when
They walk in the building
Someone ring the alarm
We sound like rock and roll
We
the message of equality
Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
Will I have to get the gat? No no
Yes I got to get the gat fo sho
But will have to get the gat, get
music we made had us all wearing shades now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said, "Down the street from Dominguez High"
Okay, I know that's borderline
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
Discuss these music the message by 7 seconds Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In