a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days, but now the year is '87 '88 that's when my crew and I were in junior high In 7
Wolf pack gang don't jog Central Park F.T.W fuck the world Drinkin' 40's got us fucked up till we earl In this hustler's world 7th Lennox and what about
bondage living is a mess I've got to rise up alleviate the stress No longer will I expose my weakness He who seeks knowledge begins with humbleness Work 7 to 7
G7-F-C-G7 G7-(Bb-F-G) F-C-G(7) Cm-Dm-Eb-Cm-Bb-F-Eb (ending:G7) I'm living up near Fresno Just up Highway 99 Won't you come and pay a visit I'm here
one two Till we do wiggidee rock the Fubu The official launch the missile Blow the whistle at the art official Miggidee mix sure to South Central Forget
7 AM and I'm walking again Back to bury myself in the snow With a part of me gone and its hard to hold To a person that I used to know And it kills me
eastwood,am surrounded by veterens westcoast rap ledgends,cause we banging the pound and westside connections,6 4 shevy when i wheelie of the block, its still 1 8 7
(my lowrider) hop in the low low (my my lowrider) chrome hydraulics, The all black impala (my my lowrider, my my lowrider) [verse 7]-the game my
When I hold a piece of steel and tell you how I feel All over, toes are tapping, Bronx, Brooklyn, Island of Staten Manhattan, Queens, South Central,
a smile And I know that I can get it and I'll hit it if she's with it I get the 5 to the 6-7 digits call her up on my cellular And all the shit that
I hold a piece of steel and tell you how I feel All over, toes are tapping, bronx, brooklyn, island of staten Manhattan, queens, south central, compton
the wedding was a disaster the phone rang all night long she walks to a cab 7th Avenue thought spirits were telling her this awful exists here but not
to centralize socialize and realize To let the sun shine through out every day And let the moon shine through out the peaceful nites This is 7 times rise and 7
[Chorus: repeat 2X] 7th Lennox and what about the east side El Barrio we blowin' smoke while we G ride Washington Heights dime lo tato you know Todo bien
off her lip She got real excited, yo she started to flip She says 'Dre baby 'Dre baby oh I said just relax, yo chill Mo We made a right turn onto Central
of town And I'm lookin' for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown) You better move your ass to this MAC-11 Pointed at your ass for the 1-8-7 "Yeah motherfucker
a di words an di food whey yuh a nyam From the yutes grow dem good, dats organization So Bobo hill better pull fi centralization And Emperor Selassie
thrice you have summoned the besieged and benighted vista of Hyperborea... now pay heed, for the final battle is at hand! [Chapter 7: The Last Stand