7th Heaven testo – The Prodigy

(feat. Un Pacino) [Intro: Prodigy]Infamous nigga, yea-yeaC'mon man, any nigga get chargedAnd in this love scene, ayo, ayo, VIP, ayo [Chorus x2: Prodigy]You play yourself once, you get shot twiceWe gon' die three times, and the four takes lifeFive of you try to jump me, and six Angels comeTo take you away to +7th Heaven+ [Prodigy:]When that alcohol hit, I'm feelin' goodWhen that purple haze hit, I'm feelin' goodThirty milligram, yep!, I'm feelin' goodI got so much pain, I just wanna feel goodWhen them drugs take effect, I start feelin' the buzzGimme right, gimme ready for the things to comeSex, money and murder are the things we wantPower and longevity allow me to stuntOn the beach, they put me on the beachSoakin' up the Sun chargin' up my batteriesWhen I get up it's gon' be a assault batteryWit a Uzi, bullets peep you to asleepNo nap time nigga, my snack time niggaI wrap niggaz up in them doggy bags niggaYou know, for the coroner, I'm strung out on gun fire niggaTurn it up more dunn [Chorus x2: Prodigy] [Un Pacino:]It go one, two, three, four, five, six, sevenNo man wanna die, everybody want HeavenTeleported, start spreadin' his wings flap to the skyJust when P give me the word, I'ma clap 'em 'til he dieIt take 25 seconds 'fore he actually dieThree screamer spent 22 askin' me "Why?"I told 'em you crossed my vine, I tossed my nineAnd walk around with twin shotties like I lost my mindBoggie in the mouth, Ken Griffey the handsPoint 'em out I make his ass part of history famYea, and I don't gotta say no moreI've been waitin' five years to bring the K on tourWhen we carry the .44, he rollin' wit 50 CentUntold the 50 gallons rock it like 50 CentYea, bussin' at the sky, fuck it I'm highSo big one hit you, your cousin'll die [Chorus x2: Prodigy] "Al-Al-Alchemist"

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