7 about to be taken down, u aint no hero
i do mathematical shxt and reduce u down to zero
i need more drugs to get high, juz chewed narcotic
buh he tasted so bad, so am out for blood...so gothic
amma wipe u out, like dat bitch i smacked his ass
so u juz another fucker, i gotta take out tha trash
murfucker juz listen...i cook rhymes so hot
cnt tak heat? get outta da kitchen...i never stop
a single shot of rhymes will send da spinning
in ur rotating world...u jus see me winning
ma rhymes outta dis world like da russian space station
i've been murdering since i was a lil baby
ga~ga~gu~ku, kill shaev7 is wat~i~will~do
ya, wat~can~u~do? u wont see death comin, juz~sum~voo~doo
i never dissapeared, all da time i was still~here
bomb blasting niggas, amma send u to a lyrical wheel~chair
u know its blood spillage when we meet~here
but i get out alive, like wen i fucked ur ma and she lost her bitch~hair
i fly cruising altitude at mid~air aiming da sniper at ur damn~head
lyrically criushing da seven, i see him reduciing...6,5,4,3,2~1
breathe while u can...amma come harder and give u~some