[Verse 1: Marinate]

Excuse me

I’mma need you to step back

Real quick

This is a full clip

Don’t shake my hand

I ain’t getting shook out here

Been the man with the plan

And the hooks you hear

These new rappers

Not much different from slave masters

Enslave ya ears

Telling you what they want to hear

And y’all just deers in the headlights

When the bass hits

You like yo this joint hard

And they ain’t saying anything

I got this picture on the canvas

I’m still painting it

The red is blood from the pain

The green is something to gain

The black is from my skin

Yellow showing my win

Blowing in the wind

Are the ashes of all my kin

So tell me

What we goin change

And why all these tunes

Sounding the same

They see my reputation

And they say I gotta bolster

I ain’t gonna hold ya

Gotta wake up drink some Folgers

Trapping almost the

Easy way

Route the government want

Me to take

So I seize my way

And honest living be

The hardest thing

Especially when everyone

Round you dying

And holding a clip

Oppression becomes depression

Eventually

They don’t see the system

Was never set for we

Just like how that fake

Becomes the real

Put it on the reel enough

And eventually it’s how we cope and deal

I got more for em

I got more for em

Hot tea for thought

We goin pour it

For em

[Verse 2: TYMMYT]

I be chillin ain’t no villain

But I’m Krillin resurrected

When I hear them boom bap lectures

In my bedroom it’s a seminar with bars

Listening to 90s rap with the EQ on flat

It still slaps

Then I switch to some trap

By some rappers with commotion

Cuz them Internet explosions

Got em blowing up like that (that)

But they ain’t gon last (last)

Cuz they candy wrap-pers

Mumbl-ing chatters

So I made the choice that only real-ish matters

Now I’m spitting words like a spelling bee

Bump me on ya speaker

In the house like I’m Cory

Damn that reference so Disney

Nowadays dismal

Keeps ya bank full

But I grab that bull

By the horns

Cuz my pos-i-tivity’s scorned

Since they rather mourn

Than celebrate (aye)

On the day to day (day)

Where did all the play (go)

Yeah I get emotional

Cuz

Life is made of pleasure and passion but most-e-ly pain ~

And I feel it all, crashing on me like waves

But the good don’t fade

It just cools, in the shade

[Verse 3: D.A.M.E]

All my life I never had a passion

Never thought that I would start rapping

I’m spitting it so compassionate

Came to take the game my arrival was so immaculate

This is not the bible you can’t make a God by accident

I’m heaven sent (uh)

An angel wearing halo

A pharaoh right out of Cairo is sitting in front your table

I need respect

Recognize you’re speaking to a prefect

Disrespect I’ll cut your chest wide open like a v-neck (AH)

Cannot tolerate dishonesty

If you cannot pay me proper respect get off the property

You’re talking to the land or the Lord

Quit playing with the boy

Everything I am's exactly what you want to be

I get it now

You used to talk down on my name but you regret it now

You’re hypnotized by all the flows that I invented now

I know control

I know power

I know soul

I know things about your girl

What they are you'll never know

I know pain

I know debt

I know things I won’t forget

I know God gave me these skills

And I know that I’m truly blessed

I know if you try to take it from me

I’ll send 13 shots like a baker's dozen

So back back and hush hush

While I create this verse

‘Cuz marinate done woke a giant just to shake the Earth

I’m writing scripture so vivid that you could paint a picture

You need forgiveness? My pen can give you ride to  church

For what it's worth i'm not just sitting and writing words

My bars is cold, the tip of the iceberg

I’m inspired by the Kendricks and the Coles

I’m trying to be the greatest to ever do it

You hear the proof inside the music

I’m an innovator when it comes to flows

That’s how it goes

[Verse 4: Josh Marks]

Call yourself king but we don’t see your crown

Caged bird can’t sing if it’s chained underground

Left the ring just to never once again be found

Doing your thing, now the lil birdie won't make a sound

Sticks and stones can’t hurt me you get smoked like a pound

Most of y’all unworthy, there is not one ounce

Of real in they blood, and I feel like the mud

Underneath my fingernails will never wash, tell the judge

I’d do all again just because I do not live with regrets

For the pain, I got love

Gold noose on my neck

Brown juice in the club

It’s a dub if you ain’t talkin facts or a check

Check my stats, rookie season, I’m still ballin like a vet

You be on the bench, I could see why you stressed

Y’all could fake tough, I’m a tough act to follow

I don’t bluff, even when the water murky, it’s still hollow

What do I trust more? A mic or a bottle?

What does my mind explore besides triumph and sorrow

Opportunity at door, if I wait until tomorrow

The chance is no more, time can never be borrowed

[Verse 5: Marinate]

My teacher think I write

Better when I don’t rhyme, oh my

I’mma take advise from

A woman, who is closed mind

Caught up in what she believe

She don’t see

What’s in front of her

Is the experiences I achieved

And overcame, the pain

Conquered without novocaine

Brothers telling me they wanna cut

They veins out, I can see they pain now

Me I throw it up to God

And let the blessings rain down

From God I was given a gift

That I ain’t never giving up

White folk don’t got backbone

Cause they weren’t whipped enough

My ancestors bear that pain

Colonial punishment brought you fame

My people were framed

It’s still my people in chains

Round the neck

Round the hands and feet

Y’all the squares cutting corners

How you infected me

With your plagues

With your disease

I’m fed up with what I see

What you say, why should I believe?

Don’t need the bread

Or the cheese

Me, I just want the deed

To own the bakery

I pray my death ain’t

My only destiny

I pray my steps

Be away from all my enemies

I pray my death ain’t

My only destiny

I pray my steps

Be away from all my enemies

Blacts

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