هفت سایه

I hit them with a few flows/

And spit them at a few shows/

My shit’s peng and you know/

That sniff that? Need a new nose!/

These MCs need new flows/

These old ones sound lame to me/

Plain to see/

The Rap game’s turning basic like A, B, C/

Lately these fake MCs/

Blatently hate on me/

‘Cos I bring a little change to the game/

Something they afraid to see/

Why you screwing me bruv?/

I’m just doing me/

Reason you hate me so much?/

You wish you was me!/

Let me give the truth straight to you youths/

You couldn’t last a single day in my shoes/

Couldn’t even start lacing the boots/

Living everything I say on my tune/

You can check on my estate for the proof/

Blatently truth, laced in my tune/

Aim and I shoot, blaze at your troops/

Making them dudes strangers to you/

I let go with next flows, my rhymes blow back mountains/

You’re just a bunch of gay cowboys kinda like Brokeback Mountain/

I wrote raps astounding, so surrender/

‘Cos my 360 flow got your whole track surrounded/(I am) Seven Shades

Darkness

Infinity

Terror

Change

Truth

Survival

Freedom

( x 2)

Verse 2:

I get high when I ride the Mic/

‘Cos I write with live dynamite/

Lightning strikes every rhyme i write/

Shine so bright that I blind your sight/

Stop fronting like your trying to fight/

You a spineless vagina type /

I make sure what I write is tight/

And too complex to try to bite/

Can’t follow my drum pattern/

My tongue shatters, any one of your dumb rappers/

Get unravelled, baffled and run backwards/

The fact is you can’t match this/

You average and lack practice/

I was born to do this rap shit/

Stash raps like cash in my mattress/

Black lips from my hash spliffs/

If you really wanna battle we can clash quick/

Smack kids with my fat fists, no time for you wack pricks/

Double P gorillas in this rap shit/

Hardcore, you won’t see me on no smash hits/

See me with them crack kids/

My impact tips back your axis/

You thought this was just some rap shit?/

Times up, think, would you really put your life up/

Knife in your right gut, sliced, upright, blood spilling on your white rug?/

You never lived your life thug/

My style buck wild like killers with no name/

Move slicker than killers with no name/

All you see is a shimmer and gold flame/

And feel flows filling your whole frame/(I am) Seven Shades

Darkness

Infinity

Terror

Change

Truth

Survival

Freedom

(x 2 )