Themselves - The Mark (CrownsDown) lyrics

[Hook - Doseone] Prey, tell me is or ain't that face paint Do you raw or do you race-trace If you take to take to takemake That there's grave And snake's your namesake [Verse 1 - Doseone] There's no cops creeping in the jungle of bite And all things blues thief in the night Is you is or is you ain't bright light Can you be trusted to shame or honor load prose Or do you need to get named-no And thrown back to the cold That came before it Unamieded tourists In their painted forests Who take to take to who*e it And poorly absorb this Here's a thiefing man's game A sampletimethang… A Sisyphus deal, zeal for meals and heart fangs… Not the swallow of hollow quotes from cutthroats on strings The rest is [Jel] Do you bright or k** light when you bang… [Doseone] So keep your teeth off our mark We forget to eat for our art Rawheat to the part No sheath on the heart Sleeping like sharks Despiteing the dark Where it did start And in the end is a spark [Bridge] In the clear and severe ear of a peer spearing its fears A 100 years from here, chilled and in tears to hear His sheer and near fall is steered [Verse 2 - Doseone] Do you k** just to well the ill Empty out and refill the pill With your will Or you b**h to bill… f** a bill Burn a bill Hell on earth a bill Curse a bill Cut a bill Hurt a bill Gut a bill… What a bill can't pill Is the wellillstillspillk** This goes To those overfroze hearted hoes With a golden voice And bum nothing to their words but poor choice This goes hoist like skull and crossed bones Before your Hollywood homes Grown in the greased slick sick of your least A most piteous perk of the mark of the beast That eats good men out into a star on song streets This ain't beef its called truth in the air Proof to the square The present is rare At best and the rest Is set against the breadth of All fruit to ever fall from your chest… And the might of the seeds in come time they had left In other words, you guilty of k**ing it or theft [Hook] [Bridge - Jel] Is you all finished with b**h after your minutes of rich… Then lift your jaw off my gift off this.. [Verse 3 - Jel] Milk you must wean… Not every king appears headless to himself in a dream You steel what I mean Your clock is unclean While I still want for what it is that I fiend Something like rent and heat'll do in the nowtime Your beats remind me of flatlines And things without spines You and your kind can get the blackhole and a no sign [Doseone] Now come… [Jel] And speak it thief to the crumb Is there no deadend to the lung you s** luck from Its wind gone like a trustfund or dustdone Run null, skull, and void A puff of hype and his toy Diffuse abusing my likes But that's the way the real gets spliced Its aiiight… Just another case a gimmie them drums Cause you ain't jackin em right… [Doseone] It's the never a droplet of debt regreters The clever and godless truth proof in the live setters The sleep walk deaders The better The haters of hyped & escalator getters… [Jel] We're the ones the stairs ain't stopping Empty stomach drum chopping Not from Compton, DI box oxen IRS mocking, ant rocking Dent in the rent remix hocking… [Doseone] Relationshipless, overriskeded, prodigal Borderline burden gifted, and listless Muggers of one drug, its this Stubborn addicted-to-done thug Git with… [Jel] The manner in which we swing with our thorough No strings on what we're owed We do it for dirt, hope And a st-stutter of checks little… [Doseone] Ditto, the manner in which we smash with our honest Don't ask where we got it Intuit and crew guided Us to the answer of art… And the rest is the set stone, and two thrones of our… [Jel] Drum skin's stole and poem bones of our… [Doseone] Mark… [Hook]