Hitting on All Sevens - Tech N9ne, Lyndon Smith

Make of me a subject bound

Cased in halls and hushed of sound

On the rack is art in heaven

Always hitting on all sevens

By the book

Seven pillars handed down

Make of me thy subject Lord

Placed according to thy word

Never inter crossed in heaven

Always hitting on all sevens

By the book

Seven pillars by thy sword

One by one as ordered

Flank to flank and facing forward

Hanging by the word

In chapter, verse and sentence heard

Caste one, kept as pets

Caste two, steer the flock

Caste three, plumes and pelts

Caste four, birds of song

Caste five, watching dogs

Caste six, preying beast

Caste seven, working horses

One by one

Make of me a subject caste

Pressed and kept beneath thy glass

Every heart thy sent in heaven

Always hitting on all sevens

By the book

Seven pillars under latch

One by one as ordered

Flank to flank and facing forward

Hanging by the word

In chapter, verse and sentence heard

Caste one, kept as pets

Caste two, steer the flock

Caste three, plumes and pelts

Caste four, birds of song

Caste five, watching dogs

Caste six, preying beast

Caste seven, working horses

One by one

1 thy animal companion at thy lap herds with abandon

2 are shepherds of the flock who teach and cultivate thy stock

3 of poultry, 3 of feathered grace thy halls with silk and heather

4 for birds of song and hymn that chirp devotion by thy wind

5 in cover watch and waits, sniffin out thy truth and straight

6 of beasts of prey that gnaw explain the word with tooth and claw

7 working horses haul their mighty labors till they

Fall in line

Fall in line

Fall in line

On the rack is art in heaven

Always hitting on all sevens

Always hitting on all sevens

Always hitting on all sevens

By the book

Always seven written down