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Mother (Mom's Gift)
04:30
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Verse 1:
A flower in full bloom, loved from the womb/
So, I'll be here until you lay in your tomb/
It's only right, and to you, this letter that I write/
Shows the world that your heart is pure white/
Your moral compass, it leads me to the clouds/
To look upon my consequences, of right and wrong/
You beat me when I'm bad, praised when I'm good/
And because of your efforts, we ain't in the hood/
Even bussed your kids to school, trying to make it work/
Grad day, you still came out a nurse/
These frosh kids are weaksauce/
So to put it blunt, momma, you're a meek boss/
A sweet floss, who overflows with kindness/
Your smile heals wounds, or even cause blindness/
The King's highness, faithful and true/
So it's only right I spit this letter to you
Hook:
Dear Momma I'm amazed to say/
Because like the scripture, you're a picture of amazing grace/
I'm your son, and yet you still shine your rays/
And it's like you haven't aged a day/
Dear Momma I'm amazed to say/
Because like the scripture, you're a picture of amazing grace/
I'm your son, and yet you still shine your rays/
And it's like you haven't aged a day/
Verse 2:
Never hesitate to feed me/
When all else doubted, you still believed me/
Good intentions, never to mislead me/
And to you straight up yo, I will bleed b/
I mess up on the reg, and though I'm a doofus/
Its cuss of you that I do music/
Go hard or go home and indight me/
wise words, do the right thing like I'm Spike Lee/
Worked double jobs, and didn't complain once/
To add it up yo it's so odd/
Because of you that I found God/
Sin weighing me down and you're like my staffed Rod/
Diligent, considerate and willing/
Beautiful life you give and you're still making a killing/
the Kings highness, faithful and true/
SO it's only right I spit this letter to you/
Hook:
Dear Momma I'm amazed to say/
Because like the scripture, you're a picture of amazing grace/
I'm your son, and yet you still shine your rays/
And it's like you haven't aged a day/
Dear Momma I'm amazed to say/
Because like the scripture, you're a picture of amazing grace/
I'm your son, and yet you still shine your rays/
And it's like you haven't aged a day/
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Verse One:
It's like my nightmare's are coming true/
Like I'm diabetic, clogged arteries of a pipe dream, and insulin is flowing through/
C.L.S, Infamous, you already know the crew/
You can hop the bandwagon, even if you have a different view/
Shout out to Braille Briz, for hopping on my track/
If Christ, didn't save us, this future wouldn't have come to past/
This cross is on my back, intertwined into my spine/
And when it's heavy, like K.B, we pray for a stronger back/
Rough starts and finish last, we ride out and loose sleep/
But peep, I'll but until I become ash/
So I'm giving it all that I got/
To become everything I've been not/
Aiming at the Son has been my plot/
Since my life's already been clocked so let me go!
Hook:
I'm taking off, so let me go
Can't hold me back, not anymore
I'm different now, then I was before
So calm me down, and let me go
Verse Two:
We belong here, get it? We belong here/
Restate the game with truth, so the song's clear/
A sound mind and not a strong fear/
Nothing can separate me from his love, that's truth, that ain't wrong dear/
The world try to cripple my faith, on this rock/
But their like ripples in this water which is, calmed by the wind/
Who's free to breeze, from west to east/
Giving life to whom he please, these fallen autumn leaves/
So we, free from the bondage, cleaned to the conscience/
Resurrected that boy who was in his coffin/
Targeted when he hearkened, pierced my soul and heart/
Key of Life, chains unlocking, so I'm saying let me go!
Hook:
I'm taking off, so let me go
Can't hold me back, not anymore
I'm different now, then I was before
So calm me down, and let me go
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VI - DARKO
Hypnotized to see the limelight, envision the hue/
But with these fifty shades of gray I start feeling the blues/
On this yellow bricked road, Oz is sending the clues/
Being faithful, to what I know as true/
Fire in my heart within its spirit given/
a student from the start, obedience in prudence/
Can’t ghost bust the transparent, translucent/
Evidence of the unseen imperative I can’t lose it/
Real faith, the anchor of my soul/
Even when I'm shipped wrecked he got me walking on water/
An instrument of mercy designed by the potter/
commissioned by the king so you know that I ought ta/
Let my light shine in the darkest of places/
A train wreck on tracks by grace they embrace it/
Not trying to fit in, feet planted adjacent/
Straight infamous, and love even when im hated/
Chorus - Mark Sterling
you gotta live
you gotta learn
you gotta be somebody
but it's so hard
VII - dp
I reckon, I'm imperfected in sections/
tempted from the infection of darkness making dissections/
I failed to make detections, unable to see direction/
I won't make the objections when the Son's making corrections/
and now I see connections, the lessons disguised as blessings/
reflections of His complexion, affection from His protection/
yea, now I can handle what you send my way/
can't end my days even MIA/
I'm in control - not aware of what the future holds/
but I'm told to keep the groove like that City Kid Soul/
Darko - I cannot let my Heartburn show/
but I can't express the anger that the Forty Thieves stole/
I cannot bear the pain, jump out of the airplane/
it ain't a fair game, when they're all in my Fairlane/
but lookin' at a mirror (Amir), I'll leave a mark (Marc) with these skills/
you best believe, I Steve Will
Chorus - Mark Sterling
you gotta live
you gotta learn
you gotta be somebody
but it's so hard
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4. |
Lord Knows II Ft Arius
03:23
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Hook:
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows
Verse 1:
Lord my life's a blank page so I'm praying for boldness
Because we living in an age where the times new Romans
But I'm not a afraid of them but,
cuss I'm an alien, it's only to you who I'm phoning
The world is so broken, and everybody knows it,
but still I remain with my hoping
Got a script to what's coming after
That's why on Facebook I be yelling Maranatha
Read the book of Romans, resonate with my soul
and Lord knows on earth I feel homeless
Moneys short, and the rent is due
Ain't satisfied, ain't, nothing new to offer but The Lord gives shalom and
Devil's like a Trojan (horse), offer gifts that destroy from the inside. Since good is from the father
Of lights, and though the son ain't come yet
Got the moons glow for even when the sunsets
Hook 2:
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows umm
Verse 2:
So we give it 100, get rich or die trying
Can't half work it out like I was 50
Got some homies with me, but I still feel alone
Guess it happens when you pass the devils deal
Baloney for my meals, don't think I'll last very long
I'm on my way to heaven, got nothing in my carry on
Losing myself, life's Ferris wheel
They want transparent music saying what I feel
Done it for my peers, Bottle up my pain to be strong till he wipes every single tear
Not fit for the task but I try and model him
And some actually follow me, as I follow him
I'm hell bent Confident, with this next breath
Eternal life cuss he conquered death
When this end yo The Lord knows
We sowing seeds that The Lord grows
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows umm
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5. |
Mic Cheque$
03:18
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Hook x2:
Mic cheque one two one two
It's your boy DARKO in the booth
Living backwards, heaven kid hell raising the roof
And confident, that we spitting the truth
Verse One:
It started as a pipe dream/
free styling with second to few skills with my peers in the streets making beats nobody would hype me
Just another dude who wants fame/
Rapping to make a name for himself/
Limewire's on the PC/
Cassidy, B.I.G and Nas, was wishing that that'll be me/
Studied hip-hop for real, who uses calculus/
Spit explicit content, make gold like am alchemist/
Childish, wanting to bankroll/
Just sign the dotted line, and get my records sold/
First touched the mic, 16 years old/
And at that point in time, is where my storie's told/
Made my first track, they said it was wack/
Made a mixtape, same results after that/
Controlled brain, trying to make it in the game/
But Christ came, and my life ain't been the same
Hook x2:
Mic cheque one two one two
It's your boy DARKO in the booth
Living backwards, heaven kid hell raising the roof
And confident, that we spitting the truth
Verse 2:
What would it take for a man, to blow like this/
Rhymes so tight, as if they go and boa constrict/
Soul food is what I'm spitting, the pain it inflicts/
Cant be measured on a scale, yet alone you depict/
I leveled up, with the nouns and the verbs, reformed in slurs/
The haters on my block, can no longer deter/
I concur to believe, deep down in my brain/
A perfect lamb that was slain, resurrected, Christ reigns/
Looking for his body, won't find any remains/
Just an old rugged cross, that amplified his pain/
That's why I proclaim his name, without problies/
Confess in my verse, it's much more than a hobby/
Sean said it first, these rappers they got bodied/
They aimed for the throne of my Lord and got lobbied/
You're on top of the world, my Lord you're on top of the world/
Hook x2:
Mic cheque one two one two
It's your boy DARKO in the booth
Living backwards, heaven kid hell raising the roof
And confident, that we spitting the truth
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6. |
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Hook:
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows
Verse 1:
Lord my life's a blank page so I'm praying for boldness
Because we living in an age where the times new Romans
But I'm not a afraid of them but,
cuss I'm an alien, it's only to you who I'm phoning
The world is so broken, and everybody knows it,
but still I remain with my hoping
Got a script to what's coming after
That's why on Facebook I be yelling Maranatha
Read the book of Romans, resonate with my soul
and Lord knows on earth I feel homeless
Moneys short, and the rent is due
Ain't satisfied, ain't, nothing new to offer but The Lord gives shalom and
Devil's like a Trojan (horse), offer gifts that destroy from the inside. Since good is from the father
Of lights, and though the son ain't come yet
Got the moons glow for even when the sunsets
Hook 2:
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows umm
Verse 2:
So we give it 100, get rich or die trying
Can't half work it out like I was 50
Got some homies with me, but I still feel alone
Guess it happens when you pass the devils deal
Baloney for my meals, don't think I'll last very long
I'm on my way to heaven, got nothing in my carry on
Losing myself, life's Ferris wheel
They want transparent music saying what I feel
Done it for my peers, Bottle up my pain to be strong till he wipes every single tear
Not fit for the task but I try and model him
And some actually follow me, as I follow him
I'm hell bent Confident, with this next breath
Eternal life cuss he conquered death
When this end yo The Lord knows
We sowing seeds that The Lord grows
Champaigne wishes
Pockets full of stitches
Obese kids in skinnies, trying to fit in?
Winning life's lotto, so gon put your bid in
We cheated death, and they asking how we did it
Yo The Lord knows
Ugh where I'm going yo The Lord knows
Yo The Lord knows
Have faith yo The Lord knows umm
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Phil Darko Brampton, Ontario
Born in Toronto Ontario, raised in Rexdale, and now living in Brampton, Phil Darko incorporates clever rhyme schemes and faith based content which influence, inspire, motivate, and challenges society to think eternally, to see the big picture of life beyond the sun. With a gospel centered world view, DARKO's music doesn't preach or condemn, it gives life and brings hope through Jesus Christ. ... more
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