Woorden:
7 Seconds The Inside

the path, I'll cross the line, and still reach out, Wash my mind or stab my back but spirit stays my friend, You can not sway what's on the inside Messin

break the path, I'll cross the line, and still reach out, Wash my mind or stab my back but spirit stays my friend, You can not sway what's on the inside

she went from the ghetto streets To executive streets electronic beeps, two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds

glistenin' Now pay attention, rest in peace father, I'm a ghost in these killin' fields Hail Mary, catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary

ridin' some day in the Dome Keeps me comin' back each time Me and my crazy old mesquite cowboy mind Another 7-second ride just a second shy of the rent

maybe thats the point, the second your smart enough to recognize freedom your no longer free you see heaven isn't some place that we go to when we die It's that split second

Listen, let that music hit you for about 5 seconds You know lot of thingz in life Which the people need to get, need to get our weight up Together the

life that I love And when I count my blessings, I thank God I was An American child An American child 'Cause dreams can grow wild Born inside an American child 7

Inside the minds of real g's Death row is looked upon as the studio gansters of the 90's A joke hahahaha in a gamecalled 5 minutes of fame you wasted