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in his heart
KC was dead by the 3rd one
That wasn't even Judy real spot
Judy lied to get his head knocked
Judy stayed in the 7th ward
About a block
I won't let you stay
Can you teach me to throw
Ha
It's time
A lot
True
Blacked out the last 7 nights in a row
how pathetic I've got a brother to be
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
countdown the final moments. Your mind is racing, reliving every second,
Trying to not let go
Priorities will not align with majority interest
Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell
And your trip begins
Seven downward slopes
Seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your
Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell
And your trip begins
Seven downward slopes
Seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your
in her mouth and then I spin her head around, unburied, I gaze at her body mutilated but not by my hands stab wounds from a prior predator but the job
the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
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,
Twenty-four seven
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
Twenty-four seven
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
(yeah)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me, Wop
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
like to get to know?
Slow your roll i can tell
You're tryna take me home
But there are seven things about me
That I think you should know
See there's
We put the windows down and our heads out
As we're driving towards the denying
Work the 9 to 5 can go by quick
Take your vitamins read your morning
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
a thousand times
Those seven days a thousand
Moments with her, now they're all a blur
Except for every second and every word
Every drop of rain, every single
Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you!
Wait a second, you saying? ayy, ayy
Wait a second ayy, ayy
Is it radio fuck you? That's
What you say? Exactly
Not fuck
veins
Threading courage through the hole in my heart
To finally stitch a sentence together
I hold my breath for seven seconds
Six
Five
Four
I hold myself
your bloodstream
We're seven seconds, we're seven seconds from Babylon
And who are the heroes today? Doctors, nurses, shop workers underpaid
Salute
string, Am7
Afraid to let you down by my imperfections
I’m sorry that I wasn’t enough
Verse chords
I know I’m losing you
When I hear our song and can’t
it's four in the morning, suns set and seven minutes with you and it's heaven
Ain't an hour that rolls by, I love you 24/7, 365
Give you my name, if you
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