marlon craft - dead-ish lyrics
i keep doin’ everything i told ‘em i would
and they keep lookin’ surprised
how many times before you get the rhythm?
the type of greatness can’t encapsulate in pen descriptions
i bring life out ‘em that they ain’t know they had
doin’ exorcisms for artistic exhibition
protect the vision at all costs
horace grant attire sh+t
you’re a planet liar and i won’t give ‘em no shine to grow
lotta rappers stick to sucking d+ck when it’s their time to blow
finish a verse, everyone look like they hate oxygen
new york ain’t seen this much heart since nate robinson
i’m on the train, this whole car got no clue they ridin’ wit a g and sh+t
i’m just grateful that i ain’t clockin’ in
walk different when you got somethin’ to lose
so f+ck it, i’ll leave the toughness to you
sh+t, we all still fightin’ over hoes, that’s a budget+less feud
all that contention in my life is million+dollar implications
2 years, i’ll be rich and do it all from syncopation
and if they ain’t my sons, they at least an iteration of craft
and in the streets i didn’t bang sh+t
but hung enough to know that you look like a walking piece of litigation
i never gave a f+ck about who was cool
i ain’t signed to the code, but i knew the rules
i knew once that fame come before the money sh+t
sold+out shows, still might catch me in an uber pool
i know you wish folks would consider your pain
if you have a voice, sh+t, you could consider your aim
white men mass shootings, they blame video games
black women shot in cribs for playin video games
so much sh+t in our face, and we like f+ck it, i guess this the way we livin’ today
stuck in our ignorant ways
same sickness and a few of the symptoms have changed
it’s the type of thinkin’ that lead to my livid+est days
but if i’m honest, i ain’t really did sh+t to bring change
martin luther king ain’t have ad+libs, he had actions
and when they ask what craft did, want them to say he had classics
guess it’s hard to find pursuits that’s selfless
guess the goal’s to be selfish in ways that can help sh+t
instead we on the gram, find ways to embellish
sometimes uninformed folks make me jealous
the more you know, sh+t, the more you feel dead+ish
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