Seven Songtext
von Akbar

The Bible says the Earth and the Heavens were manifested
In 6 days so give praise, on the 7th He rested
And 7 times 52 is a year
The rhymes I′m spittin in your ear make your crew disappear
Takin hip-hop underground when I'm rockin the sound
Like 7 chakras from my root to the top of my crown
If I stop in your town that means I′m lockin it down
And any clown wearin a crown I'm knockin it down
On stage I daze and amaze, shock and astound
The party people heard my name and came flockin around

I write to reunite the 7 continents
Do a world tour from shore to shore to restore God consciousness
But I can blast the world with these rhymes
It's just like castin pearls to swines

See for years I been rappin tryin to warn y′all people
That the love of money is the root of all evil
But the line broke, another rapper got smoked
Nobody knows who shot him, now the devil′s got him in a yoke


1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
6 Rappers fell to hell but one reached heaven
He said, "God, can I go back to save my brethren?
The prophets knew the way but the devil misled 'em"
So the angels had a session and they all agreed
"Lead the people not astray and you may proceed
Bring forth good deeds and we′ll bless your seed"
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7)

That's when my spirit came down from heaven, galaxy 7

And I woke up in a hospital room on July 22nd
My first words were "Allah hu akbar"
Millennia′s goes back far to a black star
I'm the great ancient warrior chief
I′m a drop of water on a leaf
For what it's worth, my time on this planet Earth is relatively brief
Now there's work to be done, the sun caused the Earth to be spun
See when I grab the mic and spit the universe becomes one
Now, life is sustained, the balance is maintained
My flows go against the grain just to challenge your brain

My rhymes are dope enough to silence your pain and heal the sick
But I predict another rapper will be violently slain


Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
6 Rappers fell to hell but one reached heaven
He said, "God, can I go back to save my brethren?"
The prophets knew the way but the devil misled ′em
So the angels had a session and they all agreed
"Lead the people not astray and you may proceed
Bring forth good deeds and we′ll bless your seed"
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7)

Yeah, so 7 heads in a cipher surrounded the mic

Each one spit a verse but 6 sounded alike
Then 7 more came with the same intent
But just like the first 6 those rappers came and went
Well it'll take 7 more before I draw the line
Now 20 rappers said their rhymes but none was raw as mine
Which means for every 20 rappers, there′s one MC
Who takes his art serious, I move mysteriously
I represent the 5% since I'm one out of twenty
If I had a dime for every rhyme I′d never run out of money
The truth is I'm still hungry, bellyachin for years

From comin up the hard way, like takin the stairs
They try to keep me out the game, I tore the door off the frame
Then 7 million rappers came but it was more of the same
"I′m a gangster", "I'm a thug", "I used to sell drugs"
"I didn't have a father", "Growin up I never felt love"

All your role models are pimps, killers and movie stars
Most of your friends ain′t either dead, doin bad or behind bars
You don′t respect women, you call 'em all bitches and hoes
Your whole life revolves around money, sex, cars and clothes
You got a thing for throwbacks, fitted caps, tattoos
And chains that bling when they swing with charms bigger than statues
And hip-hop to you is just a fashion trend
A marketin tool, targetin fools with cash to spend
Now everybody′s rappin, so I don't even say that I rhyme

I′m just like you, I put my pants on one leg at a time

I can still remember when I just wanted to drop records and tour

And pray my numbers soar, my album does good in the store
Cause when you're livin in the hood
And you′re poor, what good is a tour?
Man I was just tryin to get my foot in the door

Can I go mainstream but keep the same theme as before?
Gain some fame, still remain true to the core

Seven