MARCO - Ceramic lyrics

No type of friendly equals sibling
Y'all get hit for others
Nobody told these niggas they ain't supposed
To pick they brothers i
I identify most with 'District' i
Can't switch to color money, hoes
Honor - I ain't have to pick a color
The come-up came from cutting
Losses hoe that's on
My mother draw cross, and point to sky
Then murder shit that's on my brother
Hoe, you ain't never seen no target
Huh? I see you looking
Icons bend backwards for status set the bar
But left it crooked
They hooked, and I'm captain hook less
My eye make me funny-looking so homogeneous
The body must come with a fucking booklet
This Russian judge pen on Pushkin i
Wouldn't hate if it pays good
Troubleshoot the clique kill who you with
If I put sage to em oooh Don't
Touch that there when it's cooking my
Ma gone be hot if I cook and
Don't put my foot in it
My daddy gone be proud i do this to death
And I've shook shit
Not only made from the body i take
And create the body

Awh sooky sooky
That level gain makin' em mad
But I'm bouta' push it
Either way is my way, and they laughed
But look how I took it
Same niggas bouta' be on my ass
Huh? They lookin' bitch, why you lookin'?
Don't touch that there when it's cookin'

Hand-molded because I broke it
I'm stupid with build impromptu i started it
His queen need a hand - It's
Only a job for artisan
The masterpiece look like swung
Brushes & blotches
- it's art in it looks boring
But lit than a bitch -
It's Bob from Marketing
Bullshit just getting started
- it's Markkanen took my homie Reggie if GI
Wasn't going too far with
It unfortunate and untimely reminds
Me who Marcus is
Between your mind and heartlessness - Bitch
You goofy! Do you got it, or not?
I take two years
Then I drop - All losses look nonexistent
Fuck responses, notoriety
Especially friendship boy on my ma
Greet Frankie with open arms
Fake cocky, provoking karma
Pride taking blows through the armor god
Know a nigga well
("What you gonna do now?") Whatever
I want to do, gOSH! It's cool now
It's getting old they tell me
I'm actin new now
2010 Ye mood a Monster it's proof now

Awh sooky sooky
That level gain makin' em mad
But I'm bouta' push it
Either way is my way, and they laughed
But look how I took it
Same niggas bouta' be on my ass
Huh? They lookin' bitch, why you lookin'?
Don't touch that there when it's cookin'

Finally see the surface
It is not more than what meets the surface
An Uneven surface - and even then
I succeed the surface
Y'all endorsing what's beneath the surface
Bitch nigga, that defeats the purpose
Lupe's 'Stronger' is stronger than
Ye's now that's impossible
No metaphors it's impossible
Threatening nature peaceful behavior
Ooh he blacker than a mothafucka
If it ain't black
It's probably wacker than a mothafucka
Fully groom a nape blurry doing fades
My fooly will do a trace
Then he gone do the race
Stressing over delivery making sure this
Shit gets to you, gets to me
I can't help you simple to how
I express the same fucking issues
You ain't stupid this just convoluted
Rule is: You can't apply lesson
You ain't no student (Pussy is knowledge?)
Imagine if she read your mind ahead of time
She gone play shy that's that
Netflix and never mind
Pussy process no different
Similar timid feel experienced - I'm
Dead inside if possible
That shit could eat the dead alive i survived
The Park - The game gone be cake
Real is free-verse i expose a
Concrete rose a dandelion
I'd probably never rhyme
Preacher good with sermons Bad
With funeral service looking like, "Shit
He probably deserved it he tweaked"
Ain't no such flaw in my motivational speech
Know the difference between Mega
Blocks and Jinga blocks
Before you teach a block it's me

Awh sooky sooky
That level gain makin' em mad
But I'm bouta' push it
Either way is my way, and they laughed
But look how I took it
Same niggas bouta' be on my ass
Huh? They lookin' bitch, why you lookin'?
Don't touch that there when it's cookin'