Mark – Claymore & Mike Mass: Στίχοι τραγουδιών, μουσικά βίντεο και συναυλίες

Claymore & Mike Mass

Mark

Hip-Hop/Rap

Mark κυκλοφόρησε στις 20 Μαΐου 2019 από Wave Theory/Claymore Industries ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Mass Effects

Λεπτομέρειες τραγουδιού

ΆλμπουμMass Effects

Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας20 Μαΐου 2019

ΕτικέταWave Theory/Claymore Industries

ΓλώσσαEnglish

Μελωδικότητα

Ακουστικότητα

Βαλάνς

Χορευτικότητα

Ενέργεια

BPM84

ΕΠΙΣΚΌΠΗΣΗ

ΣΤΊΧΟΙ

Μουσικό βίντεο

Μουσικό βίντεο

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Claymore

Background Vocals, Lead Vocals, Vocals, Programming

Mike Mass

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Mike Mass

Composer

Clayton Jones

Songwriter

Mike O'Halloran

Mike O'Halloran

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Claymore

Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Vocal Recording Engineer, Recording Engineer

Mike Mass

Producer

Στίχοι

Uh, I heard the beat and I ain’t know where to start

Ayo, this beat and I a pair, be just like Noah in Arks

I found my target in the dark, but this I know in my heart

You miss, every shot you don’t take, I’m throwing the dart//

I be a visual artist, you see me dip in the waters

Bitch, I’m spitting the hardest shit, you can get off the toilet

Most these **** could call it quits, ‘cause ya lyrics are garbage

I’m on some Christopher Walken shit, y’all are simply appalling//

I’m surrounded by people, feel like ain’t none of ‘em fam

Looking like Tony Montana, a loaded gun in my stash

I never hesitate to help, give all my brothers a hand

But the rest of y’all can scatter, I don’t fuck witchu, man//

Ayo, I stay low-key, I’m on my J-O-B

Although I feel I’m off the mark (Marc), just like J-Lo be

You might, see me sipping black tea, this ain’t SoBe

Go out, on a high note like Ernie K-Doe, G//

But see, I’d like to say, RIP to my pops

I really miss you, though we wasn’t really speaking a lot

I am your essence, your seed, really two peas in a pod

Man, why you had to leave, now we grieving, fuck!//

Through all the good and the bad shit, this life goes on

And it all comes to an end, man, just like this song

Before I’m gone, I’d like to get the chance to right (write) my wrongs

At least, ‘fore they plant a **** in the planet, B//

Yo, the knowledge, the wisdom, and understanding is key

And all the fake **** can’t stand it, and panic and flee

I’m a Marvel, y’all Comics, I’m like Stan to the Lee

See my reflection like, marbles on the sands of the beach//

Ever since I was a kid, I had a goal to get rich

Witta heart that gets more colder the older I get

And these chances this slim, thin as the hole in my dick

That’s why I gotta bust this flow, shit, it’s like holding a piss//

You might be rocking the boat, but you ain’t sinking my ship

I’m on a Rocky Road to cream, I mean a banana split

Once you pop, you don’t stop, that’s right, I’m thinking of chips

All my dreams be obscene, a greedy sonofabitch//

I got my back against the wall, and my mouth wide open

Just a journey from a **** from the Southside, hoping

I can make it, but the goal feel like it’s right outside my scope, but

Need I remind you I’m the dopest…//

Written by: Clayton Jones, Mike Mass, Mike O'Halloran

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