‘Nas is like' Freestyle Sway in the Morning

Lotta cats in Huey shirts
But lack Uncle Ruckus
Started in the city but they forgot you
Tony Douglas dropped gems I never tuck it
Compose a quartet on the
Strings of the puppets
How I work this hard without rushing
Bitch I want it if you did you’d a done it
My hair look luscious, My soul on crutches
I goes on fuck it
Score more with less touches
Anyone who tried to write me off got audited
Dudes scared of they reflection
"what the problem is?"
I tried to sell you tried to tell you
So don’t act like I did
It when they cliеntele you
Ya’ll still doing pucker ups to billionairеs
Don’t critique a fighting solider
While you sitting there
Yeah, I sling hope and distribute care
Theres expensive and then there’s rare
Pure motive with a hint of fuck you
Coulda chose to be real but
You didn’t want to
Do it all myself rarely brag on it
Cause they should know it’s stamped if
The name craft on it
Hope my future bright cause my past haunted
But got on the right track and did laps on it
They treat songs like
Those mid-twenties baldies
They just always throw some cap on it
They ain't ready for the truth
Me im heady in the booth
Deadliest of proof that im forced to
See got me sweaty and aloof
Never slept as they good as they do on me
So I can't relate to why they
Won't accept me in the group im good though
You can keep your cool table, im good yo
I don’t need your free meal, I cook bro
Shit, you musta had me mistook
Hold on see I made a living off
Shedding this pain in my room
Off combatting everything about me
They would assume
Off Making opposite they told
Me they would consume
I've been patient now I'm making a move
Cause I could drop a classic
They would just snooze
So imma drop a classic, make it a few
Just to show ‘em that shit, they couldn’t do
They front for you but I see
How mad it's making them oooo
I'm from hell’s kitchen
Make my luck fuck well-wishing
We all got bars my bails different
Mind mine they don’t own
Their business though i suppose to lose
Might be the first to win
Mvp and most improved
They do the most, I just got the most to do
So don’t call me this year man look
I'm in my bag from the moment I'm awake
The secret ain't complicated
It's just not being fake
Some of these guys cool
They just not being great
I'm trying not the judge ‘em but
That’s just not me of late
I'm barely inspired to write
These shit's no more
I got little to prove my
Shot dribble and moves i hop, skip
And some moans from knockin the cocoon?
Ya'll got me in confused the world
About to see the wings
But I been on the hall of fame
And I don’t need the rings
I played the game my way
And didn’t cheat a thing
Shit, I used to crave the
Respect and cred until I
Realized it's all for self gain
And respect is dead
A lone warrior like when dremonds
Out and it's stephens head
That’s a lot to Curry shit
So you better keep your dribble keep it civil
Cause these snakes slithering and I
Don’t speak in riddles
See me and they know me now
I don’t need credentials
From how I make a living speaking wisdom
Leave the crib with headphones and my
Aura like "I just need essentials"
You can catch a Chancla to the face
Still if it be an issue though
That’s what I call a missile toe
(Feel me cause like it’s a shoe
It's like flying through the air)

I say a lot of shit that’s risk to know
The burden of the truth ways
Heavy I get resentful bro
Rap game Jeff Van Gundy
Disgusted by the league I love
In rare form because I confronted
All the me’s I was
And told ‘em it was time to
Grow into the me I love
I been in rooms you want be in
They don’t love themselves there
A smog of posturing and frontery
Just covers the air
It’s palpable you can feel all
Of the gluttonous despair
Of dudes who thought they knew what
They want but was underprepared
Cats call it like they see it
But ain't seeing it at all
So what they say the truth
Really just be the fall
Gotta crawl fore you walk
Whose really beyond the cross
While they can't run
Away from the silliness of it all
So Getting real tired of telling
You who I'm better than
It's Kind of a depressing spin
But if they need a lesson then
I'm not hard to find
On my time got less to spend
So might not respond if it's
Ain't worth my attention then
This peace of mind shit is
Something I would recommend
I rather learn from every loss
Than regret some wins
The truth is we ain't too
Different I'm just less pretend
So if ya’ll ready to grow
Then shit let's begin
Thots be working for me
While cats still looking round for
A person to be
Personally, words can't be purchased to me
It's gon’ take me bout as
Long as a surgeons degree
To personally see the riches they
Assume is my intentions
I invested in myself and it
Was worth it to me
They made you think working for
You is working for free
But I'm really past issuing
These urgent decrees
You don’t got that fight in you
You can't learn it from me
Shit I'm bruce lee with a kickdrum
?Who he is in sum choose me then regret come?
(is this a bruce lee quote
Or reference I don’t know?)
I've been proving ‘em wrong since
I ain't have income the Mike Conley of rap
Even if they don’t get the facts
Know I'm gon get my max
If they tackling the issues
Then I'm Warren Sap
Stop selling me you care it’s
A boring act yeah commodification nation
You not an artist if moneys
Your only way to greatness
Living in a land where we
Turn justice to a product
And friendship to a business deal we
Must get something out of
Back when dudes rock Nautica
With patent leather Prada’s
I was tryna find an image of
Myself that I was proud of
And now that mirror don’t lie
And neither do I took me a couple decades to
See through my own eyes
The living embodiment of ‘if
You know you know’
I just show you the light, and if you grow
You grow cats gon’ do they dirt and you
Gon’ reap the seeds you sow
You talk the path
Holla at me when you bleed it though
Everybody try to win with the same playbook
But you the only one who really
Know how your strengths look
Yeah they gave you a bag
But look what they took
You know they ain't no such
Thing as half way crooks

Beliebteste Lieder von Marlon Craft

Andere Künstler von Hip Hop/Rap