Lyrics:
the mall out
Fuck the fallout
Word is Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me
Fuckin' real
Here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece
I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase
So much for a first date
I just had a show
And I asked if she could meet me after
Maybe
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
Could you give me just some kind of sign, to let me know that I'm not wasting my time.
I just need a reason to believe, I've lost all visibility,
you believe this?)
(He did it a second time)
(Wow)But wait a second
Now I see some faces in the audience still aren't convinced
I've prepared a back up
hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupt and fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggas
kind of sign
That you and I are better than some words in a jar
I wrote them on a piece of paper and I crumpled it up
If I ever get a second chance
declined
I aint selling all my soul i know that im one of a kind
And i know these things are crazy that some shit i cant describe
I said fuck it lets just
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
ain't learned their lesson
He wants to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet line
"Your honey hole so fine and mile deep I'm gonna
hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupt and fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggas
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
syllables can he fit within the second with no content
Use your own logic
No comment
No more violence
I just came in to enjoy the silence
I got my hand
the second time was a rush
What about the third time? the third time felt like sex
What kind of guns did you use? choppers, uzis, teks
Whatever one works
get a message saying that you wasn't well
You had some kind of lump on your neck
Could I meet her at the hospital just to check?
Here's where shit got
crazy that I've performed in
Front of millions of people
Since I was 8 years old
But for some reason I was
Nervous as hell rapping has always
Been second
gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch, I bet they pussy
The seven digits push me, fuckin real, here's
and Lesley ended up on that same train
I'm talking everyday, I used to wake up around seven or eight
To catch the 906 from Norbury Station
Two different
and put your melons in cans
(Seven by seven) Rule seven kinda where my heart at
You want beef in the street? Don't start that
'Cause we'll have some
All of this
I Pray
For some kind of resolution
For a bit of restitution
So let's pray
I Pray
For a little sign from heaven
For a triple set of sevens
gave me a sign
Everything comes in time
In a second it's done
Seven souls will be one
Answers
Inside you, by
Posing the question
And I wanna show you
a second for a feeling
Quit reaching for your phone it won't relieve you
Showing all the signs and the social cues of an
Introverted quick excuse from
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
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