1990

1 9 9 0 (MARK) - Roberto Kan

原曲：Mark - Shahmen

Skin the color of bark

Clothes smellin' like trees

Diggin' my earth find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.'ed life is just that dark

Clothes smellin' like trees

Diggin' my earth find my roots and weeds

My truth bleeds right back in the arm

No scar but I left my mark

My friend got clean and O.D.'ed life is just that dark

But life is just that bright

That when the sunset shines

I seen the graff he writes

I'm back tonight with a sack to light

In honor of the past I write

I'm wide open with no glass of wine

Stuck in a barrel I'll get better with time

While you measure how the pleasure declines

I'm stackin' cheddar while the bread just rise

With my eyes and my ears glued here on my grind cutty

Creepin' on a come up

Hard work and the crux that it made in us

I'm 'bout to bust all my veins full of gold dust

That 1985 California gold rush

In the spine plus the flesh that it holds up

I'm out for mines and my wolves got it sewn up

One crow one eagle on my shoulders

And my eyes hold the light that approaches