[Verse 1: Hermi7 Khalfani] I'm slidin' through the 7, and coastin' to see my honey bop Respect, peace, and love my n***a until my Sunny drop And moonshine My crew possess cruise lines, a smooth line We shake heaven and then in due time, we groove lines And write essays about when flew swine Emerge from a kite, a hawk and then he move time The last years, my arc could still surpa** fears The Children of the Corn, a king reborn since path clear the maze field Blurred my vision that's how that Mase feel so good, the playa way Diddy bop with the face still, no trace still Closed case and get that faith peeled His daughter on the corners and anxious to get her plates filled Them TV dinners, have a banquet just for the sinners And only with that sentence I petrify all the lynch men and his henchmen Prevent them, mad cold like Yvor Winters Got the knowledge plus a deuce cause I'm a Seven Percenter Yo in us--to spin mad records just like Guinness Gorgonite menace, Commando go goodnight, I'll defend us Then I'll joust my way out like a knight 'fore they hinder Play my Nintendo, my GBA, yo they spilled all the Splenda I'll take my coffee black for the n***as I'm kin to Got a scar cross my chest and that's just something to remember you Ask Jah protect Steph and send the praise, even minuscule If nothing all ask is chance to play minister And cast out the wicked, the Wiccan was mad sinister I'll finish up Seven percent ya Uh, seven percent