Lyrics:
Five percent tint, my windows (windows)
Ten bites from, black widow (woo!)
Mark of my goals like, bingo (bingo)
Dope like the pope, Francisco (rack
done dirt by a bitch I called my lover
Only god knows yo true intentions, she breathing another reason not to trust her
Never a mark, goofy, or a buster
Chop e line chop e line bang e line cah stop,
Money affi make send fi di duffle bag,
Fat Mark X all a me choppa them a drag,
Chop a dutty skull fi
don't run run run I'm roman
Please don't leave me when you hit your marks
And I've been hit so hard but I can't see stars
Please don't treat me like
Like a lantern run low of oil the sun casts its last embers into a
multitude of diminutive waves dancing restlessly cross the River
Liffey. Moving
Have you hit your mark?
Is it your way to win?
Locked down in the park
Bush red in the dark
A hole in my heart
Pierced by your javelin
Shotgun in
to be friends
Yes I can tell that we are going to be friends
Walk with me Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We can rest upon the ground
And look
Back stabbers in tha mothafuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
'cause they got me on tha run
Spice mutha fucin' One
I'm for
by you
I'm haunted by all my wildest dreams tonight
My wildest dreams
And there's an echo ringing through the wind
You left a mark, I feel it
under its influence
Until you compromised your style
Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now that the well's run dry? Cry?
(Ayo, Mark A)
(Ayo, Mark A)
(Aw, here it goes) brrt, brrt
The plates West Coast Customs
Mister Earn It All, you'll probably ask to hold
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and grandpa we
woodpecker fly
The unclarity, The years to come
Filled with fear or hate to tame
My brittle heart, No place to run
The fiery passion of the lovers' game
Time
It was written in the stars that our
Paths would intersect and intertwine
Connected in the heart in the mind
So divine it had to be done by design
I'm
after you, I
Only ever got half of you, i
I don't know whats after
You, who's after you
Who knows and who cares
'Cause I'm run-, run-
I'm running from
the military aiming for the head man
Holes all on him leaking blood that's what we call a red man
Try to run up on me you get sprayed up by the doorman
Grab yo
the forest
Silent on her hooves
Run from the men who would wound you and maim you
Run from the men who would mark you and claim you
Building their pyres
Pull up with a 2 by 2
I don't think you know my woes
Gotta watch out for my Bros
Lotta Serpents on the Road
Racks on racks
The paperchase don't end
Like a solemn flint
On a lifeless beach
Love once littered the lessons I would not teach
Blown by a wind to a hostile city
Bleached by a sun that
piece by piece
Slowly by slowly we complete
Only takes a start
But it leaves a mark
Right eye is me
It's easy to see
Left eye aint me
Do you know what it
mother
Raised up by grandmother ???
Cause my mark-ass daddy never came around for guidance
So now I'm forced to stand up on my own two
scared to let everybody see
This place sure left it's mark on me
That's why muddy water runs through my veins
Why I never get tired of hearin' them trains
ready for the war
Boy quit playing you don't drip like this
Mark be the beast I was born in zone 6
V3 bang we don't miss no hits
Oxxy meet charlie,
feeling alone
Niggas don't know what I've done
Tryna get up where Im dripping for fun
Xannies know I be the one
This love is too long cant do me the run
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