09. Seven feat. Planetary, Chief Kamachi, King Syze, Reef the Lost Cauze, Doap Nixon, Demoz, Celph Titled & Vinnie Paz

[00:05.21] "Seven"

[00:18.23] Yeah! Yo, uh

[00:20.89] A lot of rappers try approaching the omen

[00:23.01] My poems will punish your people while I’m up at the podium

[00:25.68] Pharaohs folding 'em, like washed clothes again

[00:27.67] I'm a vulture when the flow go choke your kin

[00:30.23] Broke, I leave most of them, slow, I keep my motionin'

[00:32.62] Eye on the prize

[00:33.54] I silence the wise, my lyrics make a scientist cry

[00:36.09] Making a secret society expose their purpose

[00:38.74] Making 'em unleash info and explode in my surface

[00:41.69] I'm taking my time to birth this, rap entity earthless

[00:44.35] It's show time, there's no time, be ready when the curtain split

[00:47.17] I'm hurtin' shit, too powerful for painkillers

[00:49.68] On the concrete jungle we walk like trained guerillas

[00:52.32] Untamed, and my niggas is Kane, Kool G, Rakim, combined into one frame

[00:57.00] We like the new mecca of immaculate rappers

[00:59.49] Vinnie Paz, call the goons, now we back with the clappers

[01:02.05] Yo, remain silent, kill him with what I mentally says

[01:05.06] Bloody Fez, choke you like an Indian rez

[01:07.45] Kamach, animal Turk, sick with a cannibal smirk

[01:10.64] Welcome, this where the murderers lurk

[01:12.77] It's my mind, that make sure that the Sun can work

[01:15.43] Scorch bodies, leave all of your gunmen hurt

[01:18.21] Pharaoh sultans, create a serious cult jam

[01:21.18] And my hand is where the tears of the pope ran

[01:23.63] They stay watching like they keep me on a scope cam

[01:26.29] I'm in Heaven with the angels that smoke grams

[01:28.96] You need God, that's why the earth so damned

[01:31.62] International, trying to get my flow banned

[01:34.27] That's cool, if I don't kick these prayers

[01:36.40] A lot of floods and fam' is gonna hit these years

[01:39.19] Kamachi back on the chapel stairs

[01:41.18] Open the clouds, let the thunder clap your ears

[01:43.75] You wanna put your money up? Then muthafucker then put it

[01:46.55] For your family's sanity man, I wish that you wouldn't

[01:49.20] Niggas got nice flows, just dont know where to put it

[01:51.87] And I know your whole life your raps are edited footage

[01:54.26] And y'all mixtape niggas couldn't see my plateaus

[01:56.92] All up in my presence, while y'all actin' bashful

[01:59.85] King Syze casting an ecliptic rap flow

[02:02.38] Y'all little light niggas couldn't feed my shadows

[02:04.93] From, city to city, intersection to section

[02:07.16] But you reflexin', with or without a weapon

[02:09.70] I'm always steppin', never scared

[02:10.90] But always and forever prepared

[02:12.75] Yeah the ones who drink gas man is revvin' their gears

[02:15.14] You now rocking' with the foulest clique in the continent

[02:17.13] Total dominance, rise to prominence

[02:19.51] In my prime like Optimus, stand in astonishment

[02:21.90] At this conglomerate, an axis of evil

[02:24.56] I know where Osama is, he down in Camp David

[02:27.89] Down and dirty like a damp basement

[02:29.78] The champ must demand greatness

[02:31.37] From himself, or be another contender

[02:33.76] There's hundreds of niggas

[02:34.43] Dead left under the river

[02:36.31] From the days of slaves

[02:37.24] To hurricanes in Orleans

[02:38.74] See my people's graves floatin' amongst the waves

[02:41.39] There's hell to pay, but

[02:42.85] The devil don't take checks

[02:44.35] I tried to send a message to God

[02:45.83] His phone don't take texts

[02:47.16] I need a new plan, a crook with knowledge

[02:49.44] Times is hard homie, why I took them dollars

[02:51.83] Man, my momma got a mortgage

[02:53.60] And my little baby sister need books for college

[02:55.86] I rob all of y'all

[02:56.80] Hey, yo, they want the hood in here so they called me first

[02:59.75] I give 'em rappers gatorade cause they ball with thirst, UH!

[03:02.80] This is more than music

[03:04.26] But these niggas is mad trash

[03:06.11] That's why the stores refuse 'em

[03:07.78] Yo, I'm out in Georgia, went straight to the block

[03:10.25] I'm seein' cats motorcyclin' dawg, I'm doin the walk

[03:12.70] I'm an O.G., call my Italian niggas a wop

[03:15.45] Though their papers ain't right, but they got weight on the block

[03:17.84] I love 'em uh

[03:19.16] Hand to hand, see your hands ache

[03:20.50] I drunk so much syrup dawg I stopped eatin' pancakes

[03:23.57] Ya niggas cool dawg mine's absurd hot

[03:25.82] Stop frontin' like you's a killer money, your nerves shot

[03:28.47] Yo you's a Paxil nigga, dumpin' Zoloft in coffee

[03:31.91] AOTP what exhaust be

[03:33.94] Can't keep it gear, cause I'm blinging with F's

[03:36.22] But I got my mind right so swing your shit to the left

[03:38.78] Nigga if I had 24 hours to live

[03:40.27] Fuck 24 hours, gimme 24 seconds

[03:42.64] Vin I'm drivin' off a bridge

[03:44.11] Broken rib, no windshield, covered in kerosene

[03:46.77] Gasoline tank filled to the top

[03:48.36] Magazines of these phony rappers ripped in pieces

[03:51.02] No priest is, strong enough to take me out of my zone

[03:53.58] I broke Jesus, choke niggas who squeal

[03:55.97] Rob niggas who steal, kill niggas who kill

[03:58.37] I'm too sick for a pill

[03:59.57] Man these niggas ain't real, they real fake

[04:01.83] They say they a man but they fuckin' reveal snakes

[04:04.48] That's when you put 'em in a truck with their grill taped

[04:07.14] Rip in reverse then run into a steel gate

[04:09.54] I'm a suicide driver, never been a liar

[04:12.33] If I don't kill you later, I'mma kill you mañana

[04:14.75] You don't want no problems

[04:16.33] You don't want no drama

[04:17.29] Nigga I'mma take a trip with your baby momma, suicide driver

[04:19.90] Ya better cross your T's

[04:21.92] Cause we'll dot your eyes

[04:22.95] You can say that you specialize but pharaohs will optimize

[04:26.15] Backstage will get a bitch back smacked there

[04:28.65] The mac glare like dirty south pimp slap clap snares, YEAH!

[04:31.60] Holy paragraphs, what kind of shit is that?

[04:33.61] I'm Jesus in the flesh so this is motherfuckin' Christian rap

[04:36.52] Y'all just Christmas wrap, must be the secret Santa

[04:39.35] My reindeer aim near, pierce you with the antlers

[04:41.74] I made 'em go easy, and called off the wolves on my AOTP radio CB

[04:46.66] Cause y'all ain't worthy of grenades and RPGs

[04:49.48] Slit throat, hope you float with sardines and seaweed

[04:52.13] Cause this is C-E-L-P-H demonic symphony

[04:55.31] Listen to the hell we make

[04:57.19] And a year before your kids tenth birthday came

[04:59.32] You didn't have to wait for candles on the cake to see the nine flame

[05:02.13] Respect a G, my clique clap at you incessantly

[05:05.36] I lay back and drink alcohol excessively

[05:07.75] It ain't a rapper that's alive today that's testing me

[05:10.42] I got degrees in being ignorant and weaponry

[05:13.06] A 40 oz and Dutch Master is the recipe

[05:15.83] That's my shit there, that'll be the death of me

[05:18.24] Give me a death mask, better yet an effigy

[05:20.90] I understand the math of death and it's complexity

[05:23.29] I understand how you was violently murked

[05:25.58] I understand how you was raised under the lies of the church

[05:28.62] But understand and recognize that I'm cursed

[05:31.03] With the ability to end your fucking lives with a verse

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