Lyrics:
you bout His marks
Do you believe that Christ died for your sins
Yes He gave His life for you to live eternal
And not be condemned
Come over
Are you bout His marks
Do you believe that Christ died for your sins
Yes He gave His life for you to live eternal
And not be condemned
Come over
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Unironically listening to Mark Knopfler
Doing the Walk of Life
I'll spend every morning just staring at the sun
And every evening I'll go
You see them love marks all on my sleeve
You see them love marks talk when I speak
You see them love marks walk yeah I peep
You see them love marks
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
Yeah
Uh Huh
What they say when I walk
I'm a Soldier
And what they say when I talk
I'm a Soldier
Never missing my mark
I'm a Soldier
Cuz I've
objective
I don't wanna hear your talking whore
Rap dvd your mind rejected like walk past an open door
Make fake shots you don't know what's a goal
Or how
Sung by everybody
Hear me brothers, hear me sisters,
Citizens and comrades hear my song.
The old life's dead the order's changing
It's time
Treat folks right, they’ll treat you back
If not the same way, let the girl karma get 'em
Life too short to be stuck too long
I walk away cause I ain’t
arrogant
But I am..
I have two tickets, Keith, and Esham
And also, backstage passes
For the afterparty, thank you
[Kool Keith]
Black starship control, walk
We walk the walk we talk the talk you'll see
We walk the walk we talk the talk you'll see
Welcome to your life
We walk the walk we talk the talk you'll
Mark ass niggas stay the fuck up out my way
I'm a true O.G., you can quote what I say
I'm an H-town nigga from around the way
Southside, ridin' Dirty
momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass, or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard to watch a flat TV, whoa
I crept
home with me
She get it from her momma
You can't tie a sweater over that ass
Or hide it in pajamas
We lay back, blowin' ganja
DVD, she make it hard
a graduate of Juilliard
Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on
Make my mark alone, shed light upon the dark alone
Get my sparkle on, it's
He used to cry at night
And ask god do people love him
He knew that wasn't life
He knew his purpose was sum other
And now he strted rapping
He a cold
friends have the mark.
'Cause nobody understands the consequences lies at heart.
I'd rather feel it now, 'cause life is temporary. Pain is but a minute.
a killer, you still learnin' how to walk
From New York to Cali all the real niggas carry chalk
Mark you for death, won't even talk that East and West crap
calling and I'm headed there soon
My life's an empty room consumed by gloom
My demons haunt me, and they won't leave me alone
I tried to exorcise them, but
Yeah, On the last few days of L.A. I got taken into, um, this guys house
And he was sponsored by an alcohol company, quite a few actually
And uh,
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high and then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm
Thinkin' back to when my life was most confusin'
Weaved together place to place by anime and cartoons then
Doors locked, no one home, hop the fence,
more then ok
Fly far away
Trust me I'll make my mark
The world feels like a theme park
It's all up and downs
Ain't no walk in the park
More like a walk
me hotter than a oven, the way that she talk
Switchin' to freaky, so I'm lovin' the way that she walk
You lookin' good, girl, you oughta be in
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