Marlon Craft - Charlie Parker lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Charlie Parker lyrics]
My pops told me Charlie Parker was the man
Bird flyin high over the land
Ain't force an instrument in my hand
Though a musician himself
Guess he felt it wasn’t fair
To imposition himself
Ironic my instrument would be myself
And I’m in it for love
But hope it position me for wealth
Cause my pops also told me the truth and
That romance without finance is a nuisance
Taught me how to shoot even
Though I ain't go D1
Never been booked cause he taught
Me how to read one
Taught me that you gotta do
For you what you need, son
And that pullin out won’t
Save you from pre-cum
And that family is first and
That that loyalty extends
From the birth to the hearse and beyond
You always try to make things
Work and that life
Is good even when it make things hurt
See, it's great to have an idol
But when you so close to him you
Start to see the imperfections clear
I study most of em and then that’s when
You start to notice em in you
And then you gotta focus in
On growin to improve
And that’s probly the greatest
Gift you can give
A son besides showin how to be a
Man and what isn’t one is lettin them see
How they can be a different one
Trust that we watch way more than we listenin
And eryone don’t got a dad
Let alone one amazin as the one I’ve had
So I’mma try to be one
Cause seeds need to be sons if they gon
Grow into the men they could become
And life ain't a Cosby show
Rerun, shit ain't all sweet
Family ain't perfect
Sometimes the rhythm’s offbeat
But I think it’s worth it
Shoutout to fatherhood
The most honorable service
Bird flyin high over the land
Ain't force an instrument in my hand
Though a musician himself
Guess he felt it wasn’t fair
To imposition himself
Ironic my instrument would be myself
And I’m in it for love
But hope it position me for wealth
Cause my pops also told me the truth and
That romance without finance is a nuisance
Taught me how to shoot even
Though I ain't go D1
Never been booked cause he taught
Me how to read one
Taught me that you gotta do
For you what you need, son
And that pullin out won’t
Save you from pre-cum
And that family is first and
That that loyalty extends
From the birth to the hearse and beyond
You always try to make things
Work and that life
Is good even when it make things hurt
See, it's great to have an idol
But when you so close to him you
Start to see the imperfections clear
I study most of em and then that’s when
You start to notice em in you
And then you gotta focus in
On growin to improve
And that’s probly the greatest
Gift you can give
A son besides showin how to be a
Man and what isn’t one is lettin them see
How they can be a different one
Trust that we watch way more than we listenin
And eryone don’t got a dad
Let alone one amazin as the one I’ve had
So I’mma try to be one
Cause seeds need to be sons if they gon
Grow into the men they could become
And life ain't a Cosby show
Rerun, shit ain't all sweet
Family ain't perfect
Sometimes the rhythm’s offbeat
But I think it’s worth it
Shoutout to fatherhood
The most honorable service