, game on Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen minutes left, running out of time Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen more minutes till it's on the line Sixteen, sixteen,
the South Pole And nobody fucks with him Rigamortis and postmortem He's dying of boredom Take your best rhymes, record 'em Then try to flaunt 'em He'll just take your punch lines
edge, round by the corner, Not right away, not right away. Close to the edge, down by a river, Not right away, not right away. Crossed the line around
On the day when I was born daddy sat down and cried. I had the mark just as plain as day; which could not be denied. They say that cain caught abel
On the day that I was born Daddy sat down and cried I had the mark just as plain as day which could not be denied They say that Cain caught Abel rolling
On the day when I was born Daddy sat down and cried I had the mark just as plain as day could not be denied They say that Cain caught Abel rollin' loaded
, uhh, uhh (Hoo cah cah) Hah hah, hah hah Bicka bicka bow bow bow Bicka bow bow bump bump What, what, what, what (Hah hah hah hah) Uhh On your mark,
it slow, I want you to rock that boat all night, night, night Enough talking let's get started, yeah You see I ain't too proud to beg, no, no Get ready, get on your mark
Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth
Who would believe after such a long time? I found her again and that's not just another line A last minute scene then another If you hit your mark I gotta
blues Short sticks and long brooms Two feet planted whether it be the tomb or the courtroom Bullet wounds in my flesh Powder burns I digest On the front line
Young face slangin', ya, ya, ya Heavyweight, got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck
[Verse: Scarface] Young Face slangin, Ya Ya Ya Heavyweight, Got a bad bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas
[Scarface] Ho! It's young 'Face, slanging yay everyday Heavyweight, got a bad bitch in every state On the grind non-stop till I touch this cake Mark ass
havin' a bad, bad day If you take it personal, that's okay Watch, this is so fun to see Ah, despicable me Why ask why? Better yet "Why not?" Why are you marking
getting layed, all though i will say once or twice i have been royally screwed, "i'm ready for my close up, wheres the mark, wheres my line, wheres my
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I'
tears But tonight I crossed the line I used to know her When my house was sober I could find lessons in light Over and over, is it really over? CHORUS But tonight I crossed the line