Time grows dimmer as we run From the little revelency bore To ride on a visionary wing Whose shadow fall before The light shines from the tree To hide
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven . . . 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 A,b,c,d,e B-a-d d-a-y Spells bad day forseen Ouiji board, jump aboard Its calling our sweet
If You If You Wanna Know Wanna Know The real deal about the three Well let me tell you We're triple trouble ya'll We're gonna bring you up to speed Cause
it 'til you start suckin it down I hope you know that we ain't FUCKIN around Niggaz you betta BELIEVE when you see me the shit be double trouble I overLOAD
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah But hold up do you know who I are? The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on You
[Chorus: Chamillionaire] Now you're in trouble Here comes the bill collecta Now-now you're in trouble Here comes the bill collecta [Krayzie] When
I ain't tryna let it When they told that Pimp was gone, my reply was "I don't get it" And I'm still havin trouble believin it happened the way they said
doubt [Redman] Aiyyo watch yo mouth! [Redman] Aiyyo, one two three four five six seven Blaze the hot [LL Cool J] trizack that sound like heaven Seven
gleaming, I'm shining man I'll teach you how to stunt I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans I'll teach you how to stunt [50 Cent] Seven
Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em Roll em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break em With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven Seven even
Triple the profit makin more than I did in cali Breakin off rocks like barney rubble Cause them mark-ass niggaz don’t want trouble And we ain’t on edge
, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em Roll 'em in a circle of homies and watch me break 'em with the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven Seven even back
your picture's gone Couldn't stand to see your smile every time you dialed 'Cause it's over Girl you know it's over this time So when you call I'm pressin' seven
to pay for las senoritas The town mayor was happy but his face was glum The maidens numbered only one But there weren't seven brides for seven brothers
on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the shit had
Nobody ever said life was gon' be easy But damn Just a kid, moms died when I was seven Pops died, eleven, what's up with heaven? It's hell when you're
on your clothes Nigga please, you don't be gettin' no hoes With La Perla on they cheeks, can't be messin' with cheap chicks Nigga please, you seldom seen with chicks in Seven
