Seven Years lyrics

Seven Years lyrics

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Send "Seven Years" Ringtone to your Cell f/ SFD Yeah Seven years of this bullshit SFD gon` put that shit on the line for yo ass (Seven years of bullshit) [ VERSE 1: member 1 of SFD ] Ain`t this kinda funny how the shit done changed now? It`s been seven years of the same old shit, had to put my foot down Now I`m lookin through my eyes a little clearer Cause next year, ah, I be the nigga in the mirror Sellin tapes, now people wanna celebrate Get me for a high rate on my contract - gimme my shit back! I ain`t no fool tryin to make no quick moves I can wait, cause I`m already seven years late From that bullshit, in one ear and out the fuckin other Always borrowin my money from my pops and my mother The music seminars, `Jack The Rapper`, 3 years Do nothin but talk shit and drink beers Fuckin hoes after other niggas` shows Ain`t that kinda tired? Yo, I`m tired of that shit, I need to quit But I`m gon` hang in this game till this game get my loot on If I gotta kick mo` shit, let me put my fuckin boots on [ CHORUS: MC Breed ] Seven years, seven years Seven years, seven years Of sweat and tears And what? (Seven years of bullshit) 2x Yeah, I`m sick and tired Sick and tired of the bullshit B.S., I`m sick and tired of the bull 2x [ VERSE 2: member 2 of SFD ] I love it, bein in the eyes of the public Every time I made a tape, my niggas wanna dub it If you wanted to count dub tapes up in my hood Nigga, we went gold Without one of em bein sold But I`m tired and I`m sick Sick and tired of that bullshit Gettin thicker than liqour Drinkin got a nigga thinkin What should I do? Whatever I do, I gots to do it quick Somehow I got to hit myself a lick Put yourself in my predicament What would you do? Quick to get your cheese on Makin the g`s with ease on The streets, cause the gees on The streets say they got love But where in the fuck is that love at? Fat sacks, packin gats, black, I would love that But they ain`t kickin out no lick, so to hell with it Let me bail with it And I`m straight before the ace show up If I`m number 1, then I`m stuck In this business fucked I done paid my dues, so what up? [ CHORUS ] Nigga, this ain`t the chain gang, muthafucka Yeah [ VERSE 3: MC Breed ] I`ve been on the road of my come-up since 1985 And I figured to get bigger, nigga gots to get live I`ve strived to collect my dividends (How you come up?) A friend knew a friend knew a friend I got an attitude, ain`t no gratitude About that shit you done did me with Put no rubber on your dick, bitch But I ain`t even out to laid I`m learnin to get paid Layin my trademark down on the pave- ment, and leavin niggas in the back I`m makin hella tracks But ain`t no hella scratch What the fuck`s goin on, what the fuck`s goin on? When am I get my money on from kickin all these songs? Yo, I`m fed up, and bout to head up to see the company I`m pissed, I figured it out, these sons of bitches humpin me And yo, that kiss is now a clip Cause I`m tired of the bullshit [ CHORUS ] Send " Seven Years" Ringtone to your Cell Seven Years lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Seven Years lyrics @ ELyrics | Seven Years lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Seven Years lyrics @ Songlyrics | Seven Years lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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