Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
because the breeze is pregnant
with sweet fragrance?
larks dance in the open tunes
played by the clouds as they are
bringing along their own playing
[Junior Reid]
Blessed love my lark, blessed love empress
All teaching of ways, all prince and all princess
Gods and goddess, kings of de earths,
Well I wake up in the mornin', I brew my coffee hot and strong.
I get out my ole guitar, and try to write a song.
An them larks are singin, oh
crews back
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
The youth crews back
Silent summer's discreet about
It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust
Ain't out of the blue like we usually do
So me and Angelo came around about seven
With stars in our
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