Tekster:
7 Years Here Comes My Love

I mean? Just chilling ya heard? It's the god. Heard you preparing to drop this 7th deadly sin Know what I mean? Just showing, you know, love, you know

your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager And my

gonna rise and rise Claiming all that is mine CHORUS: The rain is coming (I will give myself up) The rain is coming (I will not rage inside) The rain is coming (turn my

it now can't let it get away from me Restaurant food in my tummy Oh, how I miss those home-cooked meals Lobby calls 7 AM in the morning Just got here

licks if I have to, no laughter or chit-chat I juss clack my shit back an then I blast ya when it's the wig split come wit big shit fo the 9-Feva-roo

Loc] Can you feel it my nigga, I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government millas Coke killas, when it comes

got Me and my honey, we be like Bobby and Erica Me and my monies, we'll hurt you boulevard and (?) One love, gun love come free the land w/us Pigs they

wanna go play and stay here and love me everyday [CHORUS] [Bun B] now theres a stranger in my house and my bed fucking up my life and bread, playin mind games all in my

to Clayton County, my house got surrounded The enemies trying to drown me, but my hood still around me Rookie of the year, no freshman cover Shawty sixteen years