Mark (wbrblol Remix) — Shahmen | караоке, мінус + текст пісні

Skin the color of bark. Clothes smellin' like trees. Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds. My truth bleeds right back in the art. No scar, but I left my mark. My friend got cleaned and OD'd. Life is just that dark. Clothes smellin' like trees. Diggin' my earth, find my roots and weeds. My truth bleeds right back in the art. No scar, but I left my mark. My friend got cleaned and OD'd. Life is just that dark. But life is just that bright. That when the sunset shines the scene is rafty rights. And back to nothing, what a sack to light. In honor of the past I write. I'm wide open with no glass of wine. Stuck in the barrel, I'll get better with time. While you measure how this pleasure declines. I'm stacking cheddar while the red just rise. With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind cutting. And all these angels got they guns out. But know here where my teeth and my tongue touch. I am here and I speak for the young bloods. Who've seen the blood and they drunk all they was up. We set sail through the world in the name of trust. Hard work and the crux that it made in us. About to bust all my veins full of gold dust. The 1985 California gold rush. In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up. I'm out my mind till my wolves got us boned up. One for one eagle on my shoulders. And my eyes saw the light that approaches.