Top Songs By Marlon Craft
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marlon Craft
Performer
Nyck Caution
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marlon Cirker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Beuchel
Recording Engineer
DJ Green Lantern
Producer
Sly5thAve
Producer
Dula
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, welcome to the show
Anybody got a problem, man, you welcome at the do
I'ma only warn you once that I could melt you in the snow
Couldn't peg me all this fire had me melting in the mold
Couldn't train me, I derailed attention to the details
They'd all get ate in New York, son, I'm on a killing spree-well
Throw you in the water hole and tell your ass to be well
You ain't got no say I'm 'bout to rain the real real well
Like it or not, bitch, I've been heightened the plot
The strange fruit of our nation's past been ripened a lot
And if ain't nobody gonna speak it we been like to rot
The hate is in our DNA and we been likely to clot
So fuck you hype beast robots
[Verse 2]
God
I'ma tell the truth or die trying
Young city boy I was raised by lions
Word to my mother, motherfucker, stop lying, stop
[Verse 3]
Down now
I ain't never bowed down to no man
Motherfucker, get with the program
I'ma tell the truth or die trying, die trying, die
[Verse 4]
I just brought the facts, homie, I ain't bring the clout with me
Hit the girl she holla back 'cause I ain't bring no doubt with me
I'm going bananas take the cameras out and aim 'em here
Objects in the mirror may be more realer than they appear
This that 2019 New York movement shit
This that I'ma smack the fuck outta you with jubilance
How this white boy rap so raw they call him jewdakiss
You only light the fuse with your confusion, bitch, it's crafty
[Verse 5]
Bitch, it's caution kiss my ass
Call the closer for the task
Mariano with the raps and the tracks who's next up to bat
It's getting head in the back she said don't touch my tracks
I pulled her hair and took the horses out the back
Yeah you get it?
It's the coast don't you forget it
Break bread with friends with foes I bring them Armageddon
They run and we catch 'em
They fold and we cave in
Take you out and who you came with
[Verse 6]
How can you tell me that New York is not alive?
Did you see us through the basement with big digger?
When ya'll the fucking animation
That means you fiction a couple hits and you finished
You won't make it through the night
All your soldiers in position it don't matter I'm relentless quick to rip shit
East coast I'm representing tour on summer get your tickets
I'm the illest all my bitches is disturbed so they down with the sickness
It's word to my missus you feel me?
[Verse 7]
God
God
I'ma tell the truth or die trying
Young city boy I was raised by lions
Word to my mother, motherfucker, stop lying, stop
[Verse 8]
Down now
I ain't never bowed down to no man
Motherfucker, get with the program
I'ma tell the truth or die trying, die trying, die
[Verse 9]
Tell we why we whisper facts and we scream lies
I'm from the city of big dreams where the dreams die
I'm from where you could catch a dirty timb to a clean ironic
That'll make you see shit cleared for real and I thought
It was common sense that words held consequence
But when ten lies a day come from the highest office
This that trickle down they wanted I suppose
Whole culture based on gotcha where nobody get exposed though
Shit, when I was 7 years old
I said fuck you to the wrong one and he snuffed me in the nose
Learned then though I could take a punch since then I ain't gave a fuck
Say it how I see it, couldn't pay me enough to pay me enough, what?
[Verse 10]
God
God
I'ma tell the truth or die trying
Young city boy I was raised by lions
Word to my mother, motherfucker, stop lying, stop
[Verse 11]
Down now
I ain't never bowed down to no man
Motherfucker, get with the program
I'ma tell the truth or die trying, die trying, die
Written by: Marlon Cirker