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can’t go the tempo 
Need Trojan horses just to open doors your O's don't crescendo
A resource to me drips or gets lit you don't hold the potential 

Look

Alive

Praise God

Hey yall
I ain't ashamed
I stay washed
Stay washed

By da Blood
I'm free
Won da Victory
Moses wit da staff
Bout to split
Da Sea

Wave

socks
They the same ones musty
But it's all good
Cause right now I'm on the get back
Sit back
Just look at my life ima flip that
Right here in the present

Aye Big Fame
Christopher Wallace
I got a Big name
Before I skid mark on my people
You'll get yo shit stained
Falling out of love with this shit
Cause it

Live and keep calm so I hit the bong
A marathon what we running on
'Bout 50 songs on this hard drive
That could lift me off
We whip it hard
Batch

demons out and restore my mind like he did in Mark five with the herd of swine
See your boy is equipped with the lyrical gift praise God and give your

really worth, A what your really worth
The way she move that body, good lawdy how she do it
Make it pop, make it drop, think he locked, by Cupid
Step right

Take money
Take money
Take money

Catch that nigga slipping  let it fly it on him
Just pray his dawg with him so he could die on him

I can get it

On my way to heaven
I was approached by a man
Asking me to feed him darling
As if I'd understand
Then on my way through there
I found you standing

of the lost ark
Rescue mission
Commissioned
By heaven's high court
Magistrate
With prorate power
Soon to conglomerate
Devastate
Disgustation
Bout to hoard
This

man ain't going so great
Cause she asking can she come over and stay
We done been through his cycle
Thousands of times
You get a new man leave me lonely

these rappers to get off me, they is not my contenders
I've been steady for a while, pray to God I don't fall off
Just keep on hustling, always moving

mark ass banged up
You know I'm down to ride
Your homie always by your side
I know the streets want you dead
Enemies coming for your head
But it's all

Hey Hey Good Looking     MaxMusic  1979  Words and Music by Mark Chrisler

C#					B
You looked so good, playing hard to get
C#								B
I showed you

cuz this ain’t a facade 
I came from the dark & now I’m out here making my mark
I gotta reward, the ppl that been here from the start  
Especially my

[Mark Battles Verse]

It’s time to pick up where I left off
A young manmotivatedby my mamaspep talks
From the dirt just likea hedgehog
Grindin for

the tempo
Need Trojan Horses just to open your doors
Your O's don't crescendo
A resource to me drips or gets
Lit, you don't hold the potential
Look either

Chris get you rocked (ooh ooh)
Im not tryna beef so why tryna start?
In broad day leave that ass in the dark
Got a blue check I don't need the lil mark

you
Don't care bout myself jus wanna please you
You was introverted but I can read you
Haven't been messin wit all them haters that been seen through
I

twerk
Or see a mother nigga getting hurt
I dream further than my life span 
Got big plan to leave a mark on this little earth
cnd I ain't preaching' but

6am on a Saturday, means cricket on the flats
Under 10’s gear up in whites, searching for their hats
Mark out the boundaries, set the stumps in

and thoughts
Getting tossed by the waves and I'm soaked now
Wanna turn back around, find a way to be found
But now how can I find where I came from?
Wanna follow

They forgot about me
And everything that I did
They forgot about bout love
I even loss all my friends
I tatted 10/10
I wish the pain would descend
My

I was thinking bout this lately
to call you by names
and I don’t wanna disrespect
but life is now and nothing less
I guess more options are on chests