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before we disappear Time to go now, down to Margate The clock marks eleven I think of her, ten times a day To never be the same
Here's another deja vu, another mystery Thinking 'bout you, thinking 'bout me (yeah) I don't know which one is real me? Can't erase this question mark
grow like the eighties thats fine, champagne and wine expensive bills You still at seven eleven sipping mark hard limes There's a reason that your chick
How the fuck we go so hard Working all goddamn day get no reward Better get on your marks get set go, this dough take no days off I put my plan in
she got a arch in it Bitch keep screaming she a dog But she don't bite just bark in it Don't be a mark Nigga put yo mark in it Ahmid Said If you gon do
MARK: Hogy rögzítsd filmre életed, ha az a valóságtól elszakadt rég?! Pörgés, küzdés, vergődés a határidők közt: fizetsz, vagy mész! Bér!!!
sweat makes you wanna meet her See the mark, know you can't beat her She won't be leaving here alone 7 eleven she win's again 7 eleven she win's Got her
with me To erode the proletariate position If Marks saw why didn't we see it coming Blue collar replaced by AI Hey Ya Bang that in my Nissan just to get
to steal it Ain't gonna just walk back even though it's real Eleven to one says it works, all depends on the deal an' You're gonna have to steal it Listen-
Ooo yea, marks them with the Triune name Forgives them of sin then makes them clean Ooo yea Get the Spirit and the gift of faith at once Ooo yea
drummers Or are they just studio guys? I think they were pretty bad ass Oh, cool I mean, not that Mark's not I mean, Mark's kicking some ass, yeah You know
Mark Skids Ten, twenty-five, five, twenty-two, three, six Office Nine, Fifty-Six Three, eight, twelve, four, forty-four, eleven Eleven, nine, five,
Yeah how the fuck we How the fuck we yeah How the fuck we go so hard Working all god damn day get no reward Better get on your marks get set go This
the game This album we drop will be destined for fame Mark's a virgin watch him play fort it's evident Twenty twenty bitch Yung Gravy for president Eww, are
might swerve 63rd Mark my word Mark my word yea Park my car On Grandma curb Don't be no bull frog Might get hit with a bulldog Could be the gun or a real
Yeah, this what I said We the new ****** but we comin' for their head Mark this shit in stone baby let that shit spread Bitch we comin' through
(Ayo, Mark A) Slide down his block, we gon' pimp your ride Phew shittyBoyz Uh uh uh ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz Slide down his block, we gon' pimp your
to God up in Heaven eleven at night and I got no alibi My damn dip to Stewart Town Best not come 'round these parts if you new in town Wonder what my
to eleven Cause everybody knows we're gonna be legends You know I want it I gotta come and get it On your mark, get ready Oh, here we go Na, na, na,
the spiderville, riding for the rest of my life A-town veteran, started at eleven When and bought an eight-ball, I was staying down every since That's why its
a canvas I'm the Group of Seven A migraine, take two Excedrin I'm the one twice over, I'm the new eleven And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do
It's gonna take eleven cups of joe To get that major caffeine dose Sunrise comin at warp galactic speed The diner's running out of joe This quartet I
the floor to the ceiling Said somethin' about tryin' to get to heaven He was only eleven but he climbed to the top with outstretched arms And he screamed
bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life Plus Puffy trying to see me Weak hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA Some mark-ass tricks We keep
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