The Mark (CrownsDown)

[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 whore 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 kill 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 kill just to well the ill
Empty out and refill the pill
With your will
Or you bitch to bill…
Fuck 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 wellillstillspillkill

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 killing it or theft

[Hook]

[Bridge - Jel]

Is you all finished with bitch 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 suck 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]