Lyrics:
a mark, if I'm a do it then its done
Its Jesus Christ for life, and satan K all day
And I'm on represent that rhyme until I flatline
To all
all the facts
Each track will leave a mark, so in a way, it's just like smack
Feel the wave, eyes contract, queen heroine has the king's back
Feel
that a song can travel, faster than Santa, and without the reindeer!
Somewhere around my fifth album appropriately titled Five Golden Rings, I began
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
bang)
Go around tell the people I am ready, I am coming for ya
On your marks
Get set, GO (yeah am coming for ya)
Blood, Sweat, Tears
That why I do this yo
Sutter Cane releasing madness from within!
Causing such a major ruckus that will give your life a kick
While listening to an album which was written by
And called him Jim
You have already met her. She is Della
Della finished her crying and cleaned the marks of it from her face
She stood by the window
And every victory felt, erodes doubts and fears
Let a monument of tattered plans
Be sunlight when clouds come and cover our lands
Many we know will never get
of mine will leave mark ass niggas far behind
I seen it every time
They come and go
That's why I drop to my knees
And ask god to distinguish friend
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
Sometimes it takes time
And hands on extreme hardship experience
To realize how much better it is to prepare for the worst
By all means
It will always be
since I put my first record out
But I could put a chain around my second album
And wear it as a neck medallion
Became a millionaire, went downhill from
marks
The decade of hot shit
If a nigga say I fell off all I
Want you to do is ask him when
What they gonna say, what the Curtis album?
Okay so number
around
and see only you
in every face that passes by
so can we have
one more try
cause i’m healing right now
we can not be together
but you left your mark
People love to say that your different ya know
Last album had it booming something vicious ya know
Wasn't like this growing up they wasn't picking
Because you only see
all the vibrant colors I could be
But, if I count three,
Would you hang around or would you leave?
Mr. Mark Darcy, you claim you've
Cutie marks, cutie marks
Scars on my skin
I don't need a bed
Bitch, I got a touch screen
Pretty little apps buy me all these nice things
I don't care
before you today to bring you a sample of our work
An LP, if you will
The creation of this album sought to bring us closer together
To have all of us in
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
dads, sons, daughters, friends, neighbours and co-workers. We will honour them by becoming the people and the nation we can and should be. So I ask you
by a damned old train
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the rain, no
But you don't have to call me
by a damned old train
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing' in the rain, no
But you don't have to call me
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
is now compellin me, to explain the silence
Why my last jam was so violent
It's simple, Cypress Hill will teach reality
No beatin around the bush,
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