LUST
GLUTTONY
GREED
SLOTH
WRATH
ENVY
PRIDE
SEVEN SINS OF LIFE
AMA prisoner of lust
I like to fuck but what’s the fuss
Ladies try profess there love
When I reject they like to cuss
But somehow lately things been rough
It’s like am empty from this stuff
Tinder pussies all the same it’s like am begging to get cuffed
That’s Gluttony
Having way more than my fair share
Wen I shouldn’t be
Accept my apology
I waste food
When I know kids starve an it bothers me
Keep breaking the policy
So the all you can eat round london
Won’t holla me
I donate for the novelty
AMA glutton for punishment
I must need therapy
Greed gon
Make me
Fuck you niggas Up
We be
Selfish
Even at the top
She cook food
And then she give me top
What’s a hen night
If there ain’t a cock
Chase the bread
From Wensday round to wensday
Coz theses pagans call me kunta kente
50 inch I want a bigger screen
Tell rap man that I want a bigger scene
Nah fuck that tell him that I want the lead
Becoz of greed I can’t be on my deen
Charlie sloth
Move white wen there asleep
Ama bunch of toes
Your staring at defeat
Envy makes my wrath
Turn up the heat
Pride has got me
Wanting man for meat
Cut his tounge
Soman nolonger speak
The seven deadly sins ya buncha sheep
All ma niggas are bring there guns
You’ll be done wen they come and they run in your drum
A tell a nigga that my wrath ain’t a diligent one
What’d you expect my nigga happy ain’t bringing me crumbs
You know ya killing me killing me
How you really belittle me
Baby girl said she’s feeling me when she’s fucking wit ketamine
In the running like Kennedy
But not ending like Kennedy
I ain’t losing like Hillary
Ain’t nobody aheada me
BRUDDA I wud probably die
For my fucking pride
On my life money on the line
Shame me break ya spine
What a guy
7 deadly sins got them on my mind
Fuck a rhyme
You can’t do the time you shunt do the crime
LUST
GLUTTONY
GREED
SLOTH
WRATH
ENVY
PRIDE
SEVEN SINS OF LIFE
For my pride I always ride
I can't decide to turn the cheek
If my life is on the line am cutting ties an burning streets
Holding anger for my brothers lost and dieing as speak
If you ain't ever lived a life so peak dont speak on the subject
Were any crime on street they see ic3 as a suspect that envy
Were your hating my skin and my hair but my culture and food you been asking for plenty
There's enough on your plate but your raising the stakes and blacks can't hide from the gluttony
Had days spent away coz my people in chains an its all was ok the monarchy tell me something that I really dont know
Sas been tapping all my calls book a flight to fly to acupuco
Mexico to hide from all the law
Anger pride am lusting for revenge
Black is magic time to stone the henge
Marcus Garvey malcom x were men
The system tries to make us lesser then
The revolutions still not televised
White elitist sitting watching friends
Virus after virus they depend terrorist irrelevant events
For the sloth the god will not defend
Bring the army yeh deploy the men
Women too who choose the devils end
Burn them all eternally again
At the back of the bus on my ones
Feeling like am being watched an I know its a stereotype
Coz the minute am grabbing ma phone
You looking scared like you seen me grabbing a gun
Coz a sloth you ain't feeling me giving you spiritual finicky
Wana accept my ability
Wana rep my humility
Hating won't finish me
An attempt to diminish me
A been billing residually
You can never diminish me am
Feeling even greater that's my pride talking
Stop fucking with your bitch the lust had died for me
If they kill me full of envy tellem riot for me
And make sure air and wind is never quiet for me