Texty:
Seven Places Even When

flesh It doesn't mean You shouldn't have the best, from me, from me Even when my eyes are dry Even when my soul is tired Even when my hands are heavy

flesh it doesn't mean You shouldn't have the best from me, from me [Chorus:] Even when my eyes are dry even when my soul is tired even when my hands

Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place to be Gotta

mean this shit is fucking ridiculous Five star dishes, different exotic fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous How should I begin this? I'm just so offended How am I even

Twenty eight days pass me by And she ain't even sure Got me smokin' Home with them Well I don't even smoke 'Cause the worst thing Ain't knowin' when

Seven o'clock in the evening Watchin? somethin' stupid on TV I'm zoned out on the sofa When my wife comes in the room and sees me And she says, ?Is this

me what when there ain't nowhere to run When judgment comes for you, when judgement comes for you? And whatcha gonna do now, tell me what When there

would take her on a short vacation Some place to chill, probably some place warm Don't pack nothin' but bathin' suits and shorts hon' and thats for real girl And then step two when

to the right place Pun's out the ice age A caveman raised by a clan of white apes An urban legend, in god's eye the perfect seven The first to get in