[Intro:] I wanna tell you something Hope you don't think I'm crazy I have the power to make you love me Just let my style attract and mesmerize you I
push my your hand away Easy as the alphabet Hard as solid rock Pure as the driven snow Pissin' on your block Mark my territory then I'm right back
But at least she didn't take the mark of the beast Rest in peace Boo If I blessed then I'ma meet you on the other side But for now I gotta slide through
increments The infrastructure is dead Instructed look at the scene of the massacre askin' for forgiveness, no beggin' No degrading anybody, everybody's in the alleyway for the Sole cast ??? watch me rip it and mark
in my stereo cant forget Bustas verse on Scenario Keith Murray was a lyrical assassin when Reggie grabbed the mic it was time for some aksion party anthems Treach rocked without rehearsal the Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
see the truth (the proof) only when the liar dies Tires screech to a halt, the ground cries Spit sparks speak to the streets The skid marks are replies
first was a planet engulfed by the sea No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree No rock jutted out from the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out
sea No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree No rock jutted out from the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out the changing of seasons No animals
', head spinnin' hip hop The never endin', don't stop B-boy religion, I'll rock and claim position Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock Follow the greater mission, freedom marks
back home On a highway no bulletins no street signs, no other cars, no radio, no satellite I still make it back home Connected to the universe like a
[Spoken:] Dang, we text each other a lot. [Verse 1:] Hey, my girl, my girl, she loves me. She hit me all the time, she be texting me. Hey, my girl,
it back home On a highway no bulletins no street signs, no other cars, no radio, no satellite I still make it back home Connected to the universe like
is that no one can easily say that some things are "above" or "below" others. who can judge this? history, human evolution, universe and existence itself
trying to give so that I can receive Life's positive cos universally we've got alot to give So when I'm taking my leave I believe I should leave my mark
, head-spinnin hip-hop The never-endin, don't stop B-boy religion. I'll rock and claim position Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock Follow the greater mission, freedom marks
But at least she didn't take the mark of the beast Rest in peace boo If I blessed then I'ma meet you on the other side But for now I gotta slide Through
you try to intervene on any one given angle to any one given scene. My name?s Mark and today I was told my brother is dead. I returned home from university
