Lyrics:
Seven Nations Nothing

of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in Ya'meen? Yeah, yeah, yo How should I get it started, f*** it, just get it started? These trash talking artists is nothing

-chatter Even make the other [unverified] get madder That's me, who can it be? The master of disaster, seven foot three Brother, ain't no other in the nation

so I did. So I'm waitin in line and I see the baddest bitch homie! I mean I was like fuck the food, what's you name, nationality and age baby? But I

all your screams go to the room with the chair and wait for your life scared that the voices i hear may never be mine seven december a paper back letter

buy or sell True Revelation that comes to every nation A new Manifestation the chosen aggrivation This is the future that You look into and there is nothing that You can do His next seven

episode Do you want a small bit part I think you might, oh, I hope you do Oh, baby, go so slowly Noways, nothing, quiet softly The world falls apart in just seven

sevens on the nation My camp or coalition cold crash your congregation We standing in the light eternal life is what we facin' And aint nothing adjacent

the moon I blame myself And I blame you Twelve minutes gone and I'm still alive And who would have thought that we would survive With all lines repeating and nothing

can't believe his eyes But with much surprise Believes She won't be back today I thought I heard her say Goodbye And I believe, in nothing's wrong