SECRET NO.7 We feel just like Two criminals With unknown crimes It's not your fault It's always mine. THE SPANISH DAGGER Well stop cashing me in for
, You thrash because you know You're gonna start another fight, But maybe when it's too late, You'll finally see the light, (Chorus) You're tough, you fight
glory to appear, and they fail It's the victory they seek They lack the passion to prevail But not us, only the weak Start the burning, it's a fight
glory of the Son of man Virgin birth brought him for mankind Heal the sick and drive demons from the possessed Awesome to see, finally your plan For
good, if I got to die for my Flict' then I would Every day is numbing If you didn't count your blessings boy then you really should Until the final tic 9,8,7
are over! You choose your weapon now** I choose the field Let's get it straight!** Fight for your life! Soon you will die! Stand up and fight! Fight
and to themselves I hope I never hear somebody's final cry for help There's a lot of hate out there so I keep my head down Past the 7-11, down my dark
it ever manifest in me?/ And when the damage is done, no one won And that's our idea of fun ...enough Envy from the final Youth Of Today 7", lyrics by
homes to Bel Air' I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
turned the sound round B.E.I, we bring it back to Basics And get the whole crowd ape shit ~Hook: Well I've been slaving for 5 days, and finally the
winning fights on consecutive nights, I'm Luke Sky with the blast shield down, cats kneel down, this is boom-bap, real rap, steel sounds. I watch NESN at 7
plagues First the river will be ran with red 2, 3, and 4, dead frogs will cause lice and flies Sick livestock is 5, the living they must fight for their lives 6, 7
final scrutiny of the Elders, I ask that I be allowed to gaze into the sidereal vista once more, to witness the final outcome of that great struggle which
coming clean never filthy In God's eyes I'm wealthy Felt the power as I entered the palace of 7 lights Time traveled participatin on battles my brethren fight
Fighting the good fight of faith intent on final conquest Join us disciples of the light in this spiritual warfare Take hold of eternal life saving souls from Hell [Romans 7
with ya name on it for a rainy day [Doap Nixon:] So many days, so many nights So much money got fucked up, so many fights So many niggas got knuckled
need a dose Of that shit that got some of my gente dreaming All in my flows, nobody knows where it all goes But it takes it til the end, final countdown 10, 9, 8, 7
done came from that So I know what's on your mind when you're cocking your nine back Busting your bullets at them niggas on the corner And you aim 7