Seven (feat. Oricadia & GameboyJones)

This life entices kinds of types, not quite like me
Types that like a kinda type of instability
You're rather weak, I'd rather leave, but it never ends
And you are just one more disgusting inconvenience

I'm taking your confession
Just like your God in heaven
Yeah, that's just my profession
I am your armageddon
Teach you one final lesson
Just watch me count to seven

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!

When the world comes crashing
He'll think of me
When hell collapses
It was my technique

No matter the bones that I shatter, my cursed disaster
I'm reaching out till you call my name

Yeah, man, I didn't wanna be here in the first place
'Cause I never got no sleep here in the worst way
Ain't nobody wanna see tears in the work place
'Cause damn, I've lost too much
Stacking bodies made me lost somebody, had to chalk 'em up
Add another tally, so I couldn't dally
Because talk is cheap, so I don't talk too much

Yeah, black flash make 'em back back
That's a fast pass to an early grave
I was making mad stacks, look at my past
But alas, that cash ain't do a damn thing

Life made me cut throat, damn, I was forced to cut ties
Watched my peers have to work their worst lives
Just to die like a dog on the streets
So it's all up to me to reverse these cursed lives

I'm taking your confession
Just like your God in heaven
Yeah, that's just my profession
I am your armageddon
Teach you one final lesson
Just watch me count to seven
Seven!

I'm taking your confession
Just like your God in heaven
Yeah, that's just my profession
I am your armageddon
Teach you one final lesson
Just watch me count to seven