Lyrics:
I open up my door to greet the early morning sun
Closing it behind me and away I do run
To the meadow where the meadow lark
Is singing in
loved you
I'm doing really well
I'm as happy as a lark
I got a new apartment
It's as safe as Central Park
And if they ever mug me
When I'm
Of the Magazine Wall/Hump, helmet and all?
He was one time our King of the Castle
Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip.
And from Green Street he'll
Before we go on a lark,
I got one suggestion before we embark,
There are a lot of nice things to do in the dark,
But let's not go rowing in
and halfway out
Halfway in and halfway out
We get the work halfway in and halfway out
What you know about 36 ridin'
With a dirty brick
You had to call a ho
your mouth
Or you disrespectin' north
Than bet your death will come about
All who wear them bloody rags hang
Larks and cutty's back swang
Baller's rap
Virgil on his sweet six string
He turned her up and he made her sing
Happy as a lark in spring
Virgil on his sweet six string
Virgil on his sweet six
and to galaxy
It's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MC
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party, or you see me
You, in your Lark
You're a mark
You're a screamer
You know how to hustle
Daddy is a rare millionaire
I don't care
Yeah, you got the muscle
I
standing on street corners, happy as a lark
How can you live like that?
How can you live like that?
You try to park in front, on a lighted street
To the shredding of larks
Serifot
Combs of honey
Kellipot
Saliva's coating
Balls of money
You and me against the world
You and me against the world
You and me
In the centre of the storm
Something magic being born
When the world is torn apart
By the beating of a heart
Like a dam about to burst
Like
real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MC
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party or you see me in
and to galaxy
It's real hard to get a ticket to hear Young MC
Because I rock like a professional, this ain't no lark
You either hear me at a party, or you see me
yellow and I'm always a-combing
La la la la
La la la li
My momma often told me that we all got to die
You must have heard about the curse of Millhaven
A quiet room is what you get, an empty glass, an unmade bed,
A picture window with a view, and all I think about is you
To feel so bad, to feel so
We're gonna be laughing about this
We're gonna be dancing around
It's gonna be so good now
It's gonna be so good
Oh so exciting, go
the whole thing turn to gold
It's around about then that I used to go a-roaming
A-la la la la la la lie
All God's children they all gotta die
My name is
Sometimes I feel quite bleak
Sometimes I wonder if it's true what they say about the meek
But does it even really matter when you value serenity and peace
Just want to forget about it
Just want to forget about it
For the time being just idle as I can be
With my responsibilities seeming miles away
She said "you're the best of the guys I been fuckin wit "
No second thoughts about it, swear that I'm fuckin loving it
COOL. We be smashing in
I'm about as rare as a steak
Yeah 5ive hold weight
Your hoe all on my line I got her open like gates
Shit I'm the king of this splash
And I ain't
and I don't talk about it right
I get to drinking get to sipping then im flaunting with my ice
Every time I do it wrong I keep on praying I do it right
I
something about a vision in a park
Of Jesus holding hands with an angel named Lark McGee
Lucifer therefore lost his wings
And all the angels sing, all
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