Prodigy

Prodigy - 7th Heaven lyrics

Infamous nigga, yea-yea

C'mon man, any nigga get charged

And in this love scene, ayo, ayo, VIP, ayo

You play yourself once, you get shot twice

We gon' die three times, and the four takes life

Five of you try to jump me, and six Angels come

To take you away to +7th Heaven+

When that alcohol hit, I'm feelin' good

When that purple haze hit, I'm feelin' good

Thirty milligram, yep!, I'm feelin' good

I got so much pain, I just wanna feel good

When them drugs take effect, I start feelin' the buzz

Gimme right, gimme ready for the things to come

Sex, money and murder are the things we want

Power and longevity allow me to stunt

On the beach, they put me on the beach

Soakin' up the Sun chargin' up my batteries

When I get up it's gon' be a assault battery

Wit a Uzi, bullets peep you to asleep

No nap time nigga, my snack time nigga

I wrap niggaz up in them doggy bags nigga

You know, for the coroner, I'm strung out on gun fire nigga

Turn it up more dunn

It go one, two, three, four, five, six, seven

No man wanna die, everybody want Heaven

Teleported, start spreadin' his wings flap to the sky

Just when P give me the word, I'ma clap 'em 'til he die

It take 25 seconds 'fore he actually die

Three screamer spent 22 askin' me "Why?"

I told 'em you crossed my vine, I tossed my nine

And walk around with twin shotties like I lost my mind

Boggie in the mouth, Ken Griffey the hands

Point 'em out I make his ass part of history fam

Yea, and I don't gotta say no more

I've been waitin' five years to bring the K on tour

When we carry the .44, he rollin' wit 50 Cent

Untold the 50 gallons rock it like 50 Cent

Yea, bussin' at the sky, fuck it I'm high

So big one hit you, your cousin'll die

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