Chorus:nI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twice.nPut that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh son.nnI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twice.nPut that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh son.nnverse 1:nI was born with a forked tongue born to spit the wicked shitnchild of circumstances made them motherfuckers shit legit.nEven as a little kid I knew that most would hate menmy uncle tried to kill me thats the things that helped to make me.nLocked up in my mind I never fucked with any medicationsnslowly over time went from crazy into desperation.nNever learned to cope with feelings never felt a fuckin thing nnever gave a fuck enough so never place no fuckin blame.nNeighbors talked about me they knew something was wrongnstarted chokin out my friends and they knew that i was gone.nI was labeled as a bad seed said I needed therapynin and out of schools for drug abuse and vulgarities.nSent away so many time to try to fix a broken childnhe's so mean he's fuckin sick the little bastard never smiles.nA lot of doctors, teachers, family members had they own saynI want to take the time to thank them for the man i am today.nnChorus:nI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twice.nPut that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh son.nnI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twice.nPut that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh son.nnverse 2:nnWhen the devil came to Georgia made his first stop in covingtonnlooked me in the eyes and said son your the seventh one.nPut your pen to paper put your blood in every fuckin linenan angel on my shoulder put my blood in every fuckin rhyme.nStill a little crazy but I got a way that I can dealnnow i got some people understanding how the fuck I feel.nInstead of chokin bitches out and catchin me a murder casenI get up in the booth and let this mic take these bitches place.nMany trials and tribulations put me into situationsnwent from sittin in the back a preachin to the congregation.nMany tried to dowse the flame, throw some salt up in my gamenstab me in my fuckin back and I aint gotta say no names.nCame from rehabilitation runnin streets and pocket changennow I hit the road and buses of people scream my name.nI aint think i make it thought adolescence was the endnbut I'm just gettin started let the age of the crow begin.nnChorus:nI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twicenput that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh sonnnI aint never had no easy lifenwhat I have become didn't come from thinkin twicenput that on everything (everything) everyone (everyone)nborn to fill the prophecy the son of the seventh son