Forever & Always - Markis Precise, The Grouch

Remember when we were kings?

Singing songs that a free bird sings?

My phone was off the ringer

Nowadays I don’t talk so much, the thoughts are cleaner

Clever dreamer, screen a movie in my mind

Of cherished times with frames missing

We’re like the finest of wine grown on a vine

In a village with the no name, written line for line

I am the best they’ve never heard of, still trying

Standing strong like a lion with the siren heart of mine

This is someone’s floor though, bordeaux vintage grind

This ain’t Carlo Rossi, came with posse, that’s divine

Soul, body, and brain probably, A range of angels

Mine she looks over me, story let the pain tell

Rain, the sky drops, just windows for a triclops

Ain’t afford to feign a heart, I keep the tears inside a dry box

Ox shoulders, cold as a Watts block patrollers

No cops or bars could ever hold us

Just cop these bars of ours and join the chorus

I’m on cusp of Taurus, Gemini hide the purist

Yes I missed the music and the truth is it was glorious

Morphed into a miniscule misleading tutorial

That’s tortuous, now I am just the tortoise

The crow, that’s my bro, none can blow down this fortress

Or chop down these orchards, autographs on our portraits

Lazy ass, no crazy cash, she passes a porch sit

Force fit, instead of forfeit, I can’t abort this

Mission additions gold, plus a mindless designer touches

Catalog is in my clutches, pass the Duchess

To the left hand side, and that’s that west land pride, yeah

So let the best man rise beyond horizons

If that don’t speak to you, then just keep on devising

I had a plan and so I wrote it in the sand

With the stick inside my hand

And now I’m sticking to the script tough

I wrote to run, I ran, I tripped and ran again

There is no looking back my friend

I just kick until it sticked dust

Picks up where he left off, no piss where he lays down

Adventurous days died, the tracks of unique styles

Packed in a month’s bag like snacks in a lunch

That’s crack for a mack from way back in the funk

For rattling trunks and skunk to unk steeze

And baby do what you want, just don’t stunt me

And I’ll do one to you the same cause you’re the coolest dame

Twin flame, won’t lose, insane

Us just cruising on Black Lava Road

Young bide of my abode can be a shack on the goal

Hence the fable, independence my favorite sentence

I don’t, um, gotta convince the labels

Never have and never will, always here and never still

Always and forever real, forever and for always never wield

And never ever kill, forever and always

Forever and all the ways

Forever and always

Forever and always

Forever and always

Forever and always

Forever and always

Forever and all the ways