Leaving My Mark
Chorus:
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
X2
Verse 1:
Alright, time to release the first verse of this track
Time to stop slacking with lyrical stacks
I need to take it to the next level of raps
Waitin' for the lyrics to call back for me
I need to foresee what's going to be
I'm not here trying to be anything I'm not
So stop the accusations that I'm copying anyone
Sorry son, but it'll all clear up once I explain myself
Now you need to delve oneself into the industry
To learn the ways and rise through history
As a high leveled emcee based on skill
Take this pen and pad and try to kill this verse
Still my thirst for the curse conjuring for the game
Nobodies loyal no more so call a fuckin' nurse
I need a hearse to stick these fakes asses in
Smack em' over the head and beat their shin in
Wait for the time of day I shine
That's when I'll ride the style of raps into the game
Leave my mark on the industry
Leave a permanent mark on it like Pac and Biggie
Chorus:
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
X2
Verse 2:
Verse two is up next
Don't anger me and make me, hex you
Don't make me touch you
Don't make me rush you
Bring it way back, A little bit of sampled rap
Ghetto Concept all the way
Precious Metal is where it's at
Along with E-Z On Tha Motion and Kitty Katt
Take it over now, take rap and zip it up and mangle it
Strangle the shit in the game today
Leave a permanent mark on the game like Shady
Baby this thing has made me crazy
Don't blame me or blame them
It's a combination of the two
Everything happens for a reason apparently
Bullshit what about all the war and poverty
Imma leave a mark the size of war on rap
Time to bust a morons cap back
Click clack attack on the rap crack addicts
Zap em' back to the projects to practice they rhymes
Chorus:
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
X2
Verse 3:
There's not time left for a private lesson
Not get down on the ground, start confessin'
For all the shit you've been providin'
I only stride in the great rap areas
Whether it be the underground or the past
Fuck with me, I'll leave you hangin' in a cast
Y'all fake like the sappy cast of Jersey Shore
Whore, nobody knows what your raps are about
All you do is flaunt your change and shout, BALLIN'!
Stop it, it's gettin' old, steppin' up in the game
Raisin' the bar, clappin' the fakes outta the game
Leaving a mark the size of Yellowstone National Park
I'm rottin' in the game, festerin' in the dumps
Trying to raise up but more keeps on gettin' dumped
Time to peel the cap on your head right the fuck back
Sack the pen and pad outta your hands
I wanna come into the game as fast as I can
To break a breath of fresh air through the industry
No need to flaunt shit constantly I still will rap the same
Time to flame yo' ass before you can attack
Chorus:
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
I'm leaving my mark
I'm weaving my bark
I'm relieving the smart
I'm steering the ark
X2
