the day Because we don't play Chorus: KRS-One It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound It takes one soundsystem playin music loud It takes 7 Dee Jays
's the undertaker War has shattered Many a young mans dreams Made him disabled, bitter and mean Life is much to short and precious To spend fighting wars these days
[Psa 139:16 Isaiah 49:15 Ecclesiastes 11:5 Isaiah 49:1 Jeremiah 1:5 Galatians 1:15 Luke 1:41 Judges 13:7 Psalms 139:13 Matthew 19:6 Psalm 139:13-14 Proverbs
in your mouth and bitch, start suckin' Damn conversation, hoe; it's all about fuckin' I'm nastier than a porno flick freak I'm fuckin' project hoes 7 days
Seen his peers fall asleep like it could of been me Now they wrestle with a lost soul and angels meet He use care about what went on his feet 24/7 days
Sit back And in these days Remember my ways Oh will I get out of my cage? Yes I am a slave Searching for some freedom Searching for some freedom So
to this bullshit and my real yeagas stuck around so this days a tribute a celebration I am because we all stay down Shit, I am gonna keep it Nappy 365 and 7 days
gettin busy) (Yo this is Big Kym comin straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in Fort Dix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I, I be checkin y'all out
me I'm givin u to the count of 3, 2, 1 I remember Da days we wer poor Wen 5 man wud chip in 4 a ?10 draw Dats ?2 each wen days wer so raw Now wer tourin
so I'd advance Survivalist, I was taught to take a chance And move with the dirt, I gotta push on The nights is gettin cold and the days long So never
goes... (Four) - Four Bourbon Drys (Five) - And I'm first in line (Six) - 7 Days 6 Nights 10 000 miles from a perfect life [Verse 2:] 7 days 6 nights
the skyline I see the sun, I see the light Let's honour those who died for freedom Who died struggeling in the fight Industrial workers of the world, Joe Hill The days
I been in and outta trouble since an adolescents Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy present I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they keep me straight 7
(feat. 7th Ambassador) And that's my word... that's my word [Chorus:] If you're blind to the wicked ways The devil plays mad tricks on your mind (
goin to work with the 12 gauge, ya you see a new millenium but feel like your in the stone age, stressin every 7 minutes from livin with aids, subtracting days
goin to work with the 12 days you see a new mullenium but feels like you in the stone age stressing every 7 minutes from living with aids subtract the days
