Search results for mark my work by marcia griffiths

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Lloyd Willis
Drums: Sly Dunbar
Background Vocals: Marcia Griffiths
rah rah dick! 
Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert 
My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works 
Off the corner style Blinds in
don't get the lye 
After dark up at Griffith Park, shallow grave 
For the mark check his heart, the game about to start 
Big things automatic pu-tang
Deepest cold to ever grace the land of planet earth, purest cleansing Hellfire to burn the mark of hell (upon man). 
Hear my call!! 
Deepest trace
burnin'
And all the po-po had faces like Mark Furhman
Tear gas through my glass window pane
They want to put me back up in the nut house again
But I'm
burnin'
And all the po-po had faces like Mark Furhman
Tear gas through my glass window pane
They want to put me back up in the nut house again
But I'm
And I'm sitting on the sidelines watching

It pass me by
I'm leaving you my legacy
I gotta make my mark
I gotta run it hard
I want you to remember me
I'm
a fight
It's my life 
And I'm sitting on the sidelines watching

It pass me by
I'm leaving you my legacy
I gotta make my mark
I gotta run it hard
I
I'm one lucky guy

I got the girl (with all the cards)
I got the girl (she's a work of art)
I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)

She says
faith, that it is about luck
Man makes a living by the work he does
But he’ll leave his mark cause of who he was
My boots have walked that road so son
I'm one lucky guy

I got the girl (with all the cards)
I got the girl (she's a work of art)
I got the girl (who's gonna break my heart)

She says
corrupting order
I am the secret hand of pain
I am the builder of this wonderland
My face is known by the insane

My work is black the sin moves
your backyard

I can go to Europe, travel with my friends
I can blow a thousand deutsche marks
To get drunk in a pub with some Australians
Buy
Dead president fuck the president 
Manson's strive for power 
While I work to save my residents 
He owns you even though he never told you 
Mark
want with all I've got
I'd say good days and thank you's
Instead of all these question marks
'Cause when I found you
I thought my life was charmed
I'll take the position 
Assume the missionary part 
You work by committee  
You had me pegged from the start. 
I'll be pounce pony  
Phony
I found a mark
Where the ink bled through
Under a song
I was writing for you
Crumpled up in a drawer
Stained with blue
Quiet and easy
What I
up yag
Clockin' major chedda loke
I'm all about my paper roll
I go to work on the East side jackin sucka bitches rides
Doin hella drive bys just
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) 



One more road to cross 

One more risk to take 

Gotta live my life 

like there's one more move to make 



[DMX]
The lines have been drawn 
Mark the ground with ashes 
Forget me not 
I am the icon of the masses 

The tables will turn, another will burn
heard her screaming like a radio

Mary Lou left marks on you
She just screams at the walls
The kite string pops
I'm swallowed whole by the sky
We
that roof work that ass
Fill my tank with disco gas
We pump the dopest jam around
G-mouth here to get on down
On behalf of myself, pastor mark, I ask
Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) 



One more road to cross 

One more risk to take 

Gotta live my life 

like there's one more move to make 



[DMX]
last
The price is still the same as joe's gas

jj gets to work by five in the morning
Day after month after year
Pump the petrol, full serve only
branded
I wear the mark of the slave on my head
Branded, branded
I know the feeling of the yoke on my neck
Branded, branded
I bear the scars