Seven Lyrics
[Verse 1: Indra]
I'm coming off of my worst days
Seven sermons down but I don't think about
Preachin' on the block
Preachin' in the house
My words sublime light into your eyes
Create a new state of euphoria
Smoking and smoking and smoking and drinking
Friends doping their hopes away then hope to find rope to sink them
Deep in the shallow ends, hardly escaping the gallows
Bet you cold bitches will stare in my vision
But you can't vision that far cause you lurk in my shadows
I murk niggas in the dark shade of my spotlight
Your future ain't, seeming so bright
Belief in the socket electrocute niggas and block it
Igniting the fear in the fright
Inducing the juices, into the fruit
Forbidden trees that we smoke up
Cause a boy who couldn't resist, the temptations of a woman on the close up
Then gets closer
Spit nothing but the truth falling far off your back
Rather go behind than you might just the future, the light and your Christ in a snap
Hear the rest of this chronicle to see my pinnacle frightens the best of the minister
I ain't no teacher or minister
[Hook: Indra & Anonymous]
Don't fuck with the vision
Don't fuck with the vision
ASKWAD coming through got all these bitches screaming ohh kill 'em (x2)
[Verse 2: Anonymous]
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Feel like the lord don't throw sevens for brethren
Receiving snake eyes whenever we are present
Confucius tell us Ying and Yang are balanced
Then why don't the Ying let us embrace our blackness
Talk about being blasphemous
But OMG when you captionin'
Pics that you think are godly
Of shit that you think is hardly
Let her ride off on a Harley
Safer than the niggas at school
At least she thinks that she's being cool
Black kids with power but no rule
No wonder we ain't aligned in a line for our degrees
No niggas in Palm Springs cause they smokin' palm trees
Or they lookin' for green leaves in a land of concrete
Where white is considered very close to heavaenly
Fuck, I found seven again
Same number of sins so there must be a twist
That's a true myth like the mist hiding our eyesight
When I get left for the Rapture all I'll think is my mind's right
[Hook]
[Outro: Indra & Anonymous]
We stay high
To stay low
I paint flows
Mind fuck hoes
We crack codes
Da Vinci
Don't y'all know that? (x2)
