The Prodigy - 7th Heaven lyrics

(feat. Un Pacino) [Intro: Prodigy] Infamous n***a, yea-yea C'mon man, any n***a get charged And in this love scene, ayo, ayo, VIP, ayo [Chorus x2: Prodigy] You play yourself once, you get shot twice We gon' die three times, and the four takes life Five of you try to jump me, and six Angels come To take you away to +7th Heaven+ [Prodigy:] When that alcohol hit, I'm feelin' good When that purple haze hit, I'm feelin' good Thirty milligram, yep!, I'm feelin' good I got so much pain, I just wanna feel good When them d** take effect, I start feelin' the buzz Gimme right, gimme ready for the things to come Sex, money and murder are the things we want Power and longevity allow me to stunt On the beach, they put me on the beach Soakin' up the Sun chargin' up my batteries When I get up it's gon' be a a**ault battery Wit a Uzi, bullets peep you to asleep No nap time n***a, my snack time n***a I wrap n***as up in them doggy bags n***a You know, for the coroner, I'm strung out on gun fire n***a Turn it up more dunn [Chorus x2: Prodigy] [Un Pacino:] It go one, two, three, four, five, six, seven No man wanna die, everybody want Heaven Teleported, start spreadin' his wings flap to the sky Just when P give me the word, I'ma clap 'em 'til he die It take 25 seconds 'fore he actually die Three screamer spent 22 askin' me "Why?" I told 'em you crossed my vine, I tossed my nine And walk around with twin shotties like I lost my mind Boggie in the mouth, Ken Griffey the hands Point 'em out I make his a** part of history fam Yea, and I don't gotta say no more I've been waitin' five years to bring the K on tour When we carry the .44, he rollin' wit 50 Cent Untold the 50 gallons rock it like 50 Cent Yea, bussin' at the sky, f** it I'm high So big one hit you, your cousin'll die [Chorus x2: Prodigy] "Al-Al-Alchemist"