Fill In the Blanks

Nick Wiz ft. Hardwe're - “Fill In the Blanks”
[Emcee(s): Little 7, Hahz the Rippa, and K-Mack]
[Producer(s): Nick Wiz]
[Sample (Multiple Elements): Herbie Hancock - “Quasar” (1:11)]

[Intro: Little 7]
We're coming straight from Newark. Straight out of Newark. Huh! Yeah, big up to all my peoples

[Bridge: Little 7]
I done dug into
My bag of tricks, came up with some different skits. Not your average
Mafia, I be on some different shit. You know
I'm pimping shit that make you use your mind, so if you
Can fill in the blanks, do it when it's time. Come on!

[Verse 1: Little 7]
One, two, three, four, five, six seven
Feel like I'm in Hell, but I wish I was in [Heaven]. Yeah, you
Got it. Now knock it while I rock it. I stick
Plugs in the socket and money in my [pocket]
Yo, I get psychotic when you try to diss my staff
No props for your block, so you could just kiss my [ass] (Ooh)
My name is 7. Four plus three is seven
Fuck KISS-FM. I only listen to HOT 9[7]
How many days are there in a week? On cops
Who raid my block, I pull a 18[7]
Out-of-state trips is where I follow it. Talk shit
And I go get my nine to hock-spit hollow tips
I'm in that number one rank, make your boat sink
Make you walk the plank, so help me fill in the blanks

[Hook 1: Little 7]
Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank
And when you have sex, you always bust blanks
Pull out your nine and you'll only shoot blanks
And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks

[Verse 2: Little 7]
I got that motherfucking
Bomb weed flavor, start sparking it. Jamaican
Top pepper seeds, skunk hydro, and [weed]
You gon' need musical rehab when I rip this
Niggas took so much of this dope, they got addicted
The song was going off, so he split it to ten
Ninety wanna know: is this the end?
Will there be more rapping? But didn't
Mama tell you, “One day, it was gonna [happen]”?

[Verse 3: Hahz the Rippa]
Hands down
In Ninenty-Sev', gonna give names up. Shit, that
Rhyme in my sentence for my nigga 7—figures
Triggered a different style for niggas to pimp it while you put your
Best in. Now listen: I got all these questions like: if I say
[?] so when I say
Police or popo, you say, “It's the [pigs],” and when they're shooting
Keep it low so you do not get [hit]. Yeah, you got that shit
Now give away their fucking… we like the rich shit that make
Your mind seek, putting knowledge up in that dome piece
Name some, game done, we're splitting the fame, son
And all I need from you are answers: like you shouldn't smoke
Cigarettes ‘cause you might just catch [cancer]
Doing good? What, you a scholar? This goes out to
My niggas on the blizzock clocking. One out of ten
I know they're looking pretty idiotic just ‘cause they can't get this shit
When the whole fucking city got it

[Verse 4: K-Mack]
Ayyo, god
There's more where that came from, but you must pay
Africans shouldn't respect the US[A] ‘cause
All this racism is too much, man—that's why
I give a middle finger to the Ku Klux [Klan]

[Verse 5: Little 7]
They
Think they got us mastered, put down our race the fastest
But they're always looking at the black women's [asses]
Bigots get headshots when I let the lead pop
Used to live on Johnson, but now I'm rolling with…

[Hook 1: Little 7]
Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank
And when you have sex, you always bust blanks
Pull out your nine and you'll only shoot blanks
And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks

[Hook 2: K-Mack]
I'll be
Filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every
Chance I get, I'll be filling in the blanks. I'll be
Filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every
Chance I get, I'll be filling in the blanks

[Verse 6: Little 7]
You claim
You're strenuous when you bust, but if you fuck with us
You'll end up ashes to ashes and [dust to dust]
To all my weed fans, please stand, puff your lye
‘Til your eyes get chinky like the Chinese [man]
Raw, ready for combat for sure
If you protest, I declare [war]
Sometimes, I wear my hairline bushy, clean you real
Dushy, then eat you like some real good [pussy]. Life
Is short, so before I die, I quickly try
To buy me a BM 850[i]
Represent The Rock, and I dwell in the Brick City
And stand tall like the Statue of [Liberty]
I got my nine, so ain't no sticking me. On December
25th, I light that ass up like a [Christmas tree]
So fuck the suburbs. I live in the ghetto
Anytime you see me, I'm always cracking [endo]
Used to have a nigga down with me named [Jake], but I
Kicked him off the bike ‘cause he turned like a [snake]. I'll be
Blasting that ass like a tank, make your boat sink
Make you walk the plank, so help me fill in the blanks

[Hook 1: Little 7] (x2)
Now when you write rhymes, your whole paper is blank
And when you have sex, you always bust blanks
Pull out your nine and you'll only shoot blanks
And do me favor and help me fill in the blanks

[Hook 2: K-Mack]
I'll be
Filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every
Chance I get, I'll be filling in the blanks. I'll be
Filling in the blanks every chance I get, and every
Chance I get, I'll be filling in the blanks