Lyrics:
summertime kickbacks chillin' and cruisin' 'round the bay
I can't wait to run the town when the time is right
We gon' leave our fuckin' marks all up and down
And see the blood run down so nicely
Now u split and try to get away
I'm following you blindly, ayy
Check you off my list
Just like the mark up on my Nikes
Born in the dark
I'm born with the spark
Hit every mark knock this out the park
2023 might as well call it my arc
Discover new terrain like lewis
a three day run, bitch
Take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in
and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
Take them
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
to devil evil touch me not
Jesus loves me this I know
Look in my body yes I bear his mark
The mark of Jesus is a mark of life
The devil sees it runs nine
Nobody's light could ever blind me
Don't understand what's going on
I feel like I was struck by lighting
Stopped me dead in my tracks
Now there's
frontin' son
Run up on me, and watch a nigga give you some
I'm swingin' for the fence, blastin' out home runs
Cholo with the knife cut your ass like
Hang around i watch you run around
Inside the underground
Oh boy you sad, you frown, you sad
Hang around inside the underground
I watch you run
tragedy
Oh, run Samson run, Delilah's on her way
Run Samson run, you ain't got time to stay
Run Samson run, on your mark you better start
I'd rather
tragedy
Oh, run Samson run, Delilah's on her way
Run Samson run, you ain't got time to stay
Run Samson run, on your mark you better start
I'd rather
tragedy
Oh, run Samson run, Delilah's on her way
Run Samson run, you ain't got time to stay
Run Samson run, on your mark you better start
I'd rather
Yo Theo, Ogach
Mellow Mood
Jahneration
Na Na nah
ch wah happen to dem boy dem?
Me nah know
Dem boy dem affi man up
True
Tell me where you run
I know that's gonna leave a mark.
If you play with fire you're bound to get burned
You would think by now that I would've learned
But she's lookin so
never hide from her
She's the queen with a blade in her hand
You're the prey of a fearless hunter
Meet your fate by the hands of a killer
With the mark
frontin' son
Run up on me, and watch a nigga give you some
I'm swingin' for the fence, blastin' out home runs
Cholo with the knife cut your ass like
don't ask why
Run my guy, run my guy, run it up, run it up (uh)
And this, and this, and this deadly this deadly on your marks get steady
I'm fed up I'm
you go?
Nowhere to run, hide, I'll find you and silence your screams
And even if you kill me, I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams
You ain't
boss replacement
Bullet pon him like horse weh run pon
Track and a lead by 8 length
Bout dem a federal secret agent
Mi nuh imitate di law fi people
by the snakes and their grip is wrapping closer to me
So many took the mark and it's lights out now it's over
They rolled up their sleeves and satan
62, folks, and we have a new home run champion, Mark Mcguire."
"Welcome, you've got mail." (Greeting from America-on-line alerting user to a new
Run gold, run til' your heart stop chase a bag
Run for funds clockin' marks
I need hundreds I need racks
In abundance its all art
Time rewind cus' we
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
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