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Seven Days Makes One Weak

Seven days without you Surely makes one weak Seven days without you Seems like an eternity Seven days, seven days Seven days, seven days Seven days

grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and let off on your whole crew I'm Brick City baby, twenty-four seven A project nigga

the ninas, what happened to that? Instead you copped out to a misdemeanor Fuck it, the same thing make you laugh make you cry That's right, the same game that make you mad could make

name is yella boy no not sylvester stallion Born and raised in third because that's my home There's not another gangster set like 6th and baronne Because the bitches peepin' out seven days

Dedicate, dedicate This one right here, goes out To my homie with the drink, na mean He said, ?I write what I see Write to make it right, don't like

the man thought he came It was joint, after joint, after joint, after joint In one month your fuckin' brain was destroyed Now you got children and a beautiful wife The kinda money that you make

most MC's bringin your toast I run roughshod rip rap stars and roast I don't brag or boast, I only speak in facts And if I say you seven days, how weak

dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered I coreograph seven steps to heaven And hell, waiting to exhale and make

procession lurches on, as if we had recovered Draconian winter unforetold One solar day, suddenly you're old Your little envelope just makes me cold Makes