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777
Hip-Hop/Rap
777 was released on June 16, 2025 by HipHopProduction.com as a part of the album 777 - Single
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Release DateJune 16, 2025
LabelHipHopProduction.com
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM55

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sound Scientists
Sound Scientists
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Gorence
Thomas Gorence
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

Seven seals, seven sins, seven lights in the dome
Seven heads on the beast, but I'm right in the zone
Gematria code, got the cipher in my phone
Climb the Tree of Life with a blade and a tome
Got a wand in my hand and a pent in my pocket
Path 11 to the crib, that's the portal, unlock it
Ain’t no prophets in the office, they just profit off the shockin’
While I’m vibin' with the archons, chartin' paths like a rocket
Golden Dawn robe, draped low in the mist
Every Sephiroth glow like a stone on my wrist
Ain’t no Slytherin snakes in this Order I’m with
We just hiss in Enochian, makin' spirits submit
Name a number, I’ll flip it, turn a square to a sigil
Every column in the grid got a mystical riddle
Malkuth to Kether, I’m the middle pillar missile
Got the rose and the cross, not a thistle, official
777 stacks, run the code with precision
I ain't prayin' to a God, I'm makin' decisions
They stuck on the surface, I’m cuttin' divisions
In the lodge with the cards and the rawest revisions
777 stacks, got the keys to the prism
Every angel got a name in my system of wisdom
Call the Watchers through the veil, with a ritual rhythm
Ain’t no church in my temple, just a candle and vision
Path of Aleph, blow smoke, part veils
Tarot deck spread out like cartel scales
Thoth on my tongue, got a beast in my tale
While they readin’ Sunday Psalms, I’m readin’ holy Graal
Crowley ink in my skin, got a lion in my chest
Every column in my mind’s like a magus in a vest
I ain’t tryna manifest I already possess
While they lookin' for the light, I been eatin’ the flesh
Serpent wound tight ‘round the Tree like a chain
But I ride Leviathan like I’m breakin' the reins
Ain’t no law but Do What Thou Wilt in my lane
Hit the Baphomet pose, while they pan for fame
777 flames, watch the puzzle rearrange
They be stuck in the Matrix, I be bendin' the frame
Every number, every name, got a secret arcane
Every word got weight, like it’s drippin’ with pain
777 stacks, run the code with precision
I ain't prayin' to a God, I'm makin' decisions
They stuck on the surface, I’m cuttin' divisions
In the lodge with the cards and the rawest revisions
777 stacks, got the keys to the prism
Every angel got a name in my system of wisdom
Call the Watchers through the veil, with a ritual rhythm
Ain’t no church in my temple, just a candle and vision
So when I draw the line between man and divine
Know I ain’t just rhymin’ I’m realignin’ the spine
This that Crowley grind, with the cipher in time
777 to the end, that Kabbalah design
Written by: Thomas Gorence
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