Built To Write - Make Marks lyrics

[Hook: All] We're the illustrate with action type Make sh** happen and we're out of sight Some nights, I see the future pulling Gets a little deep and you might lose your footing Stay sharp. Take shots. Make Marks. We keep it moving [Verse 1: Face Valyou] Leave ink stains and make things change. Expand a kid's brain Think strange, but a Jersey state of mind is still sane Signature slang. Practically from a whole other galaxy f** yeah we build bangers. Who you asking? Me? Want every song to be a masterpiece, that's a given sh** isn't top shelf, believe that it's not felt Make a winning hand with whatever I'm dealt Do it for the love and the money. Why else? Trained to stay sharp and make marks It might not be displayed on the charts But gets you pumped like a vein in your heart Release adrenaline. Street creatures beneath your exoskeleton With meaning deeper than Face Valyou's ever been Double impact, the catalog is also an audio biography Possibly last longer than pottery That's my word! Preserved on a beat. Don't stop or sleep Drop science that's timeless. It can't ever be obsolete [Hook: Repeat x 2] [Verse 2: Inqwesson] I never gave a 'what'! (what!) So you can hate my guts Still couldn't say enough to refute the dues that I've payed in blood And when the angels come to get me in the fatal sleep I won't have to make-believe my dreams when the day is done Better stay aware in world that's perilous Before I wake up tomorrow like "Who's nightmare is this?" Soon as that pen sparks, eyes stay sharp Razor engraves to make marks, larger than craters seen from spaceships 'Cuz a'int sh** changed but the language Or rather, I didn't dumb it down, for personal entertainment I'm versatile. Educated. With verses that work the angles You can see it in my cypher. It's even more than you came with Found this craft in the eighties, and I've practiced it daily Haven't mastered it yet, but bet I'll get back at you baby I put thought in the cadence then I put time in the lyrics Now every mark that I'm making is redefining my spirit [Hook: Repeat x 2] [Verse 3: Doc Science] We were born to do it, illustrate with music Dedicated like a teacher to his craft. I'm his favorite student Long hours, hard work, our fates would intertwine Three brothers, two birthdays, and only one sign The stars have aligned.Transcend space-time Make marks. Stay sharp. Write great lines From the heart, son, play your part and everything shines While we rotate routines. f**. Eat. Rhyme. In succession And those sweet dreams come alive like Inception In knee-deep regions of the mind. Half-stepping's Not a reasonable reply to the question Of "What's next, yo?" Need a miracle or grind I chose the latter because I'm spiritually fine And that matters because success isn't easily defined My fifteen minutes started recently to rise Engraven chapters, can you read between the lines? [Hook: Repeat x 2] [Outro]