7 Profitz Live in Babylon, NY 11/17/07 Part I
7 Profitz Live 11/17/07. Bartini's, Babylon (Long Island), New York. 7 Profitz w/ DJ Six3One, performing songs off the Upcoming Release, "The Resurrection LP". "The Way It Goes", "516", "2099 A.D." Special thanks to everyone one of you who was in attendance. 7 Profitz crowds are the best crowds.(SCRIPT)Apademik: You guys all from Long Island, right?(Crowd: Yeah!)Apademik We're from Long Island to!Anubiz: Is Long Island in the house? Apademik: And we represent Long Island Hip-Hop. So if you're hear tonight beacuse you love Long Island and you love The Long Island music scene. Please make some noise!Anubiz: You will definitely love what we're doing. Come on, let me hear you guys w We're going to give a lot of energy tonight:Apademik: So this is how it works in order to give to you, you're going to have to give to us before we go on. Alright, so we're the 7 ProfitzI know theres only a few of you in here but we love you all so much!Anubiz: We know Long Island Party's!Apademik. But we need you to give to us. So one more time I'm gonna ask you all so if you're hear to have a good time, could you all make some noise. That makes me feel better, now we're ready to give back to you.The Way It Goes Lyrics:Lyrics:The Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe. As I grow Older, this Soldier, carries more weight on my shouldersthe more knowledge that I receive, it seems as I grow colder97% of Human DNA, is from a Long time ago,a Galaxy far awayA Human on the planet, with spinal abnormalitiesan Angel gave up his wings, the spine is just a casualtya Mortal Human is a vessel of Freedom and SpeechOnly way to make peace, is practice what you preachDevils and Gods, UFOs, Demons and GreedImmaculate conceptions, with Alien seedsMagic Wise Men, Telepathic navigationmedia mind control stopping mental stimulationDevils and Serpents, In positions of PowerWe'll be counting' the minutes, while there counting' the hoursAn alliance preaching Breathe of Life, and knowledge of Messiah'sWe unrolled the scroll of life, 7 Profitz spitting fireThe Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe. Now I opened my eyes, and I can see all the lieshidden in time like 100 years agomy how Time didn't Show any advancement of growthtake a look at the poles, cause I didn't votea bunch of cadavers took part in a mass slaughtering of Americansand look who's President, and oil tycoon, and gas prices zoomwho are you, just another Number another lucky contestant # 101running in the rat race of Life, in this infinite fightfor a living that's rightnow I got a tight grip on the concept, hit tin depthsunfolding through an abyss of miraculous musicAre you cat chin a movement, or just full of it, talk is cheapI Put a heavy burden on my shoulder, drop pin into lower gearHead in up a hill. My Life Spins, My life spinsThe Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe.(Part of 516)Everybody in the 516 whos running games You claiming you stars and running your mouth But when the words fall out they hitting the groundYou got stakes to claim, but you repping to far and everybody in their hood wanna be a starYou were done before it startsDamn stop falling short jaw all on the floorLooking at the stars when you peep the flow 516 Go lock them doors, 6 more seconds and I got them drawers more wetterThen them faces of so many filling funeral parlors as I'm kicking in doors waving the full fourAll you heard was Ricky don't hit me no more, like Biggie Smalls rawKeep your head on the floorDon't look backHold your head up it's a robbery I use reverse psychology to change your ideologyBHaze go 'head and kick the casketThese cats trying to diss because they heard some past shit?Here we go again this time I call namesEverybody in the 516 running games You claiming you stars and running your mouth But when the words fall out they hitting the groundYou got stakes to claim, but you repping to far and everybody in their hood wanna be a star.....Lyrics © 2007 7 Profitz Productions Courtesy of: Funkin Beatz Entertainment Corp.Underground Hip-Hop. New York. Long Island. Strong Island. Music Video. Performance. Hip-Hop Entertainer. MC. Lyricist. Vocalist. DJ. Tablist. Turntablist.