Marlon Craft - Mask Off Freestyle lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Mask Off Freestyle lyrics]
These rappers, these rappers, these
Rappers, these rappers, these rappers
Need to take that mask off
We don't believe the facade no more
I don't wanna hear about your cash, dawg
You just hide in the high
You ain't low low low
Labor on your life, you be here for a year
Then pray for a reality show show so
You don't want it with craft
Remember when they would laugh
Now they on my D, see, like it's go go ho
But yo, fuck a rapper check
Flint still need clean water, yea
DC missed their daughters
You thinkin bout you
And i'm thinkin bout karma
You braggin bout pills and I think big pharma
Havin a laugh at our expense
I wish we had real debates
And just forgot our argument
They be like, finished, are you yet?
Shit we just begun my god
Funny gotta kill shit a million times just
To prove that I won my mind
Its a game of shame it ain't merit based
If it was, shit, forget about it
This the real me, they said they kill me
But shit, this pen, i'd be dead without it
So go ahead, do your worst
I don't do gimmicks i do the work
Fuck the script man i choose the words
And i'm gonna be me till i chew the dirt
And they try to control you
So you go no options to give you commands
But I ain't the type
Word to the keyboard i wrote this on
Just look at yours and you'll see i was right
Chea
I'm drinking peroni's with me and my homies
I'm dreaming of more, yea
Last year I was teaching kids lay ups
This year you can catch me on tour, yea
They calling me crazy cause I
Still believe in new york, yea yea
But if the knicks won't win, craft gotta
Do it to even the score, lord
Man they ain't half as real, they daffodils
Yo it's the rap game pope
You know that mass appeal
That shit is cheap
They bad for the kids they happy meals
I gladly peel a fake thugs skin
Till he in sappy fills
I wish you'd cry my g, you'd
Be more of a man, shit
All you do it copy my
G, you a professional fan, shit
They call me a dork on the internet
That don't' even make me care, yea
Giving me all this energy
Cause they saying an mc square, oh lord
This is it, i'm here to stay, i ain't leavin
I'm like that guest at the
House on that sixth dessert
Can't take a hint, i'm still eatin
And my mask off, this is me
You can take it or leave it
I'm a new york city legend bitch
My name engraved in the cement
Rappers, these rappers, these rappers
Need to take that mask off
We don't believe the facade no more
I don't wanna hear about your cash, dawg
You just hide in the high
You ain't low low low
Labor on your life, you be here for a year
Then pray for a reality show show so
You don't want it with craft
Remember when they would laugh
Now they on my D, see, like it's go go ho
But yo, fuck a rapper check
Flint still need clean water, yea
DC missed their daughters
You thinkin bout you
And i'm thinkin bout karma
You braggin bout pills and I think big pharma
Havin a laugh at our expense
I wish we had real debates
And just forgot our argument
They be like, finished, are you yet?
Shit we just begun my god
Funny gotta kill shit a million times just
To prove that I won my mind
Its a game of shame it ain't merit based
If it was, shit, forget about it
This the real me, they said they kill me
But shit, this pen, i'd be dead without it
So go ahead, do your worst
I don't do gimmicks i do the work
Fuck the script man i choose the words
And i'm gonna be me till i chew the dirt
And they try to control you
So you go no options to give you commands
But I ain't the type
Word to the keyboard i wrote this on
Just look at yours and you'll see i was right
Chea
I'm drinking peroni's with me and my homies
I'm dreaming of more, yea
Last year I was teaching kids lay ups
This year you can catch me on tour, yea
They calling me crazy cause I
Still believe in new york, yea yea
But if the knicks won't win, craft gotta
Do it to even the score, lord
Man they ain't half as real, they daffodils
Yo it's the rap game pope
You know that mass appeal
That shit is cheap
They bad for the kids they happy meals
I gladly peel a fake thugs skin
Till he in sappy fills
I wish you'd cry my g, you'd
Be more of a man, shit
All you do it copy my
G, you a professional fan, shit
They call me a dork on the internet
That don't' even make me care, yea
Giving me all this energy
Cause they saying an mc square, oh lord
This is it, i'm here to stay, i ain't leavin
I'm like that guest at the
House on that sixth dessert
Can't take a hint, i'm still eatin
And my mask off, this is me
You can take it or leave it
I'm a new york city legend bitch
My name engraved in the cement