It's the bird, it must have been the bird Disgusting critter, it must We should have known better then to trust This disease infested ball of lust and
' Seven caged tigers fly by, fly by So the answer gets harder and harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven
' Clean the politician, wash him with everpure So the answer gets harder, harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven caged
Translation: Stone Temple Pilots. Seven Caged Tigers.
Translation: Stone Temple Pilots. Seven Caged Tigers Stone Temple Pilots.
Clean the politician, wash him with everpure So the answer gets harder, harder And the truth's getting farther and farther And the bottle keeps churnin' and churnin' Seven caged
come, touch ya Remember this, real niggas don't rhyme we walk up and buck ya Stuck ya in the head, rush ya Trife niggas knife you, seven venoms fight
little hoe Don't even sweat it, better yet forget it Cause I know fo' sho' somebody gon' get it [Chorus Two] I know you locked up in the cage room (I
So, why do you insist on wearing clothes? Skeleton, when we were young, it was easy Even though the other kids, they would tease me I was only seven
muthafucka Fine, niggas don't wanna let him shine Niggas hate that fact Sauce don't give a fuckin' nine Soon as he ran his mouth, one tre pound seven
the century Best sellers, but niggas stay together Posted up trucks, leanin on the Benz Cinemax smile shot in thrity-five lens You program, broke bottles of Dom Seven
plans Layin' with my bitches an' my mans in Lex Lands We losin' 'em, jet to the stash an' now Jerusalem Abusin' 'em, rockin' his jewels like we usin' 'em Low pro star, seven
with pestilence and plagues If I ever lay, may they cover me with weed, ash, hip and sage Merry thug raid, may they bust in gauge Merry judge pray, when they lower my cage
deceived by modern day Eve with a weave Poison me with lust from venom, ever since she was made From the rib cage, in a world of theatrics Same wantin
What? What? Money stretch Lil' Zane, what'cha saying? ATL's finest, what? What? Man you can check my lifestyle And see that I'm quite wild Seven twenty
find it They are the audience I am the lyricist Sometimes the suckas on the side gotta hear this Page, a rage and I'm not in a cage Free as a bird to