Lyrics:
mark, to meet Kim had to walk
Back to her mama's on Chalmers after dark
To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's
That's about the time I
Frozen in time we are chosen and blind
Mediocrity by design marks the time I will be free
Is this a dream within a dream only bordered by mystery?
a side ride seat looking so hot
Baby you rock, hit the spot
Like a fireball shot
You got me all high head spinning around and around
I'm down if
On yo' block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
Nightwatch, pad mark
Sparks spin a quake nuclear blast, heavy on the cash
Gimmie what it takes NOW!!
Chorus [U-God] 2x
RAGE ROCK ROLL FIGHT
BRAWL FALL
I'mma be alright because Dizzy alright
Uh, ok, time to make my mark
I gave 'em a head start
Now I'm on my Nicki shit, I don't want no fraud
I’ve been swimming through the dark
Diving in the deep and I
I'm surrounded by the stars
Constellations passing by
Is it you who left a mark?
Hit me
Broken compass, set by force
Through the valleys, mountains high
Broken compass, to the sky
Lazy boys and shy Diane's
One at a time, single file
They counted the low numbers
As they walked by
I count a high number, a low number
Among
The last breath
Of humanity
The mark once meaning hope
Has lead to turmoil and destruction
Reaching high heavens and ideals
Words of comfort turned
the slaves all know
They better bite their tongue
Track marks across the planet
Are there any veins left for them to infect?
They would kill one another
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
Every night in my office, papers piled high
Feeling strapped by the cases, under the fluorescent sky
The hours getting longer, and in work I swim
Can
screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens "huh" we fuckin' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A nigga just got paid
doesn't tell ya
You set a mark too high when platinum sales are looked at as a failure
Then you better take it back to the shelter
And Hamburger Helper,
In Genesis, He's the breath of life.
In Exodus, the passover lamb.
In Leviticus, He's our high priest.
Numbers, fire by night.
Deuteronomy, He's
your perfect kind
Blessed with light and showered in dark
While we're here we'll make our mark
Blessed with light and scarred by pain
Roll the dice
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
full of contempt
I'm too high and we're off our faces
I've never felt this paranoia
Anywhere but places I love
I'm 38 miles off giving a fuck
64 marks
god
This for my Rose City niggas gettin' hella high
Flip fly 8-0
Pussy by the payload
Why would I indulge when I'm low on that peso?
So I had to stack
You flick the switch
Make the change
On the life we rely on
Make you mark
Say your peace
There is no one here for the blame
Stand by - Close eyes
But love, oh love, left an indelible mark
In high school, it bloomed, my heart embarked
(mark In high school, it bloomed, my heart embarked)
First
found them
And what were our iniquities selling behind our backs
In the city, in the night?
All the kids were getting high
All the mothers drinking
American streets have strange stains
Bloody concrete bloody rain
Black bodies mark the (2x:outline) limits of lanes
That's strange(2x)
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