Lyrics:
You puffin up too high
Bring it down a notch
Level out with body
In the same spot
Take your eyes off the accolades
Let's get it back
Like we used
fly
To the sky high
You really make me feel I could fly
Really make me feel I could fly
To the sky high
Mark my words but don't be simple with
Breaking barriers, that's my role.
Step by step, I find my place,
In the race, setting my pace.
[Karina & Sakura]
Up high, shining so bright,
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
to the boom
Howl at the moon till he's getting his due
Betting his dime on the spells in his book
Getting high, getting by, getting tried by the crooks
You ever
I got some Mary Jane
She getting face fucked
We started off by getting lost, now we're living
Let's leave a mark by taking risks
Time to win it all
Now that Biz Mark's inside the joint
Guaranteed to rock and always prove a point
Doin' what I do cause it gotta be done
About the Prince of Boogie
when they go low, that's when we go high
So they recognize
We won't give up the fight
But whatever we do is light
We walk by faith not sight
So whatever
German
The border keeps shifting around
[MAYOR]
Speaking as one of the patriarchs
I don't mind taking your lira or marks
[CITIZENS]
Oh I get high when I
Autobioaug' but it's brought up by y'all
They pressed for their ice Oksana Baiul
Stunting around here that is not the right move
They don't care about me what
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A literal translation by j. mark sugars 1997
Once I was a gentle maiden,
But now I am a spent, worn-out widow,
My consort strongly plowing
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
the mark
Slow roll by
While I ghost ride
Float so high
On my ghost ride
this feeling got me high
but I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
like we flying...but what will pull down
if my dream is still around,
them high I fly
It's no lie on the prize my eyes Instrumental motivating as I ride i rise
Yeah
In love it's hard tell them bye bye bye
The microphone is
high, keep it real, better
Know why
I'm a loner, and life is passing me by
I'm either looking at my feet or I'm staring at the sky
And I'm not that guy
No
a way
Shackled by the scars I carry
Life will leaves its mark
This old body will not slow me
My girl I've come far
Whispers of a distant beauty
(Mark Nessler)
Hey once I was a honky tonkin' talk of the town
Ridin' high in my bad Chevrolet
I had seven pretty women Lord hanging on me
school shit from junior high
One, two, three, four
Jersey's finest in the house, punchlines and metaphors
Make your foul ice grill, thug grimy on the real
shit from junior high (heyyy!)
[all] one, two, three, four
[rah] jersey's finest in the house, punchlines and metaphors
Make your foul ice grill, thug
the right I visualized, the king of Bed-Stuy,
Checkin' his daughter Tianna into junior high,
If I was in Brooklyn, and B.I. Was still alive, in 2006 it
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
of Ciroc
Crib on the water got LeBron up the block
Money ain't the thing baby welcome to the Mark
Diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
Bitch so
gonna be a mass slaughter
My back covered by Lambert and Anna Grímsdóttir
I'm crouching cloaked in dark
Waiting for the perfect time to strike
As I mark
gold's the goal
Gold's the Goal
I leave a mark
Spark your thoughts
It's forever art
Brand new start
I leave a
It's the infamous Bloody Knuckles
Foot off
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