Marlon Craft - One Million Percent Freestyle lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - One Million Percent Freestyle lyrics]
Tryin’ think back to a quiet time
I never had one in this mind of mine
Rain, sleet or snow
Gotta find a line to define our times
We gotta vote
But we all know it’s just bidin’ time
Storm comin’ is you ready if the war comin?
Tell me would you hoard somethin’ you have?
You know we can’t afford nothin’ wasted
Dudes be like "I ain’t frontin’"
But at best you front-adjacent
That’s the same shit
I’m very tired of the bullshit
If you gon’ take a shot at me, then be IGTV
Son, you better bring the full clip
I can’t believe I’m still doin this
They can’t fuck with me shit is nothin new
They been wearin’ masks to me
You couldn’t rattle me
You remind me of Polo Sport 3 packs
Cause you bout to be a casualty
I know your type
You the type to have jewelry on
At Applebee’s and front to the
Gram on a close-up story like
"This is how we eat" i’m just laughin, B
My notebooks is elite
I got a masters in scribblin’
Check the pad degree man, I’m glad I’m me
Shit I been rappin’ bout for
Years has come to fruition
Yeah, and now they want pay attention
How I’m problematic? They ain’t have
Problems with addicts bein’
Used by corporations just to
Make dividends with
I don’t believe that you care about
What you say you do
Cause you’ll fuck with the
Corny appropriatin’ shit long
As so and so say it’s cool
So I don’t play the fool
Keep doin’ what I say I’ll do while
They do what they paid to do
Spit the shit that they know
But they hate is true
Workin’ man and y’all better
Pay your labor dues get on tracks and eat
I don’t got no one to cater to
I been here for years pussy, make a move
Load management-ass rappers take the code
And abandon it-ass rappers
Lay the groundwork and don’t have the
Balls to stand in it-ass rappers
Take a cultural wound and try
To bandage it-ass rappers
But wouldn’t remove the knife from the
Shoulders that you standin’ on-ass rappers
Craft’s crafts try to slander
But you know that
You can’t hold a candle to-ass rappers
Scared of when I’m big enough
To banish you-ass rappers
Look, I’m past cap and I’m past stats
They don’t know the sound of true applause
Only ass claps
Pass back what we do with blame
Fore we take a shot
Always felt that if I bet on me
I would take the pot
Wouldn’t quit on me if the
Game was rigged which
Is a good thing cause it prolly is
Yeah, but I don’t do the "prollys, " kid
I go and get it, one million percent shit
I never had one in this mind of mine
Rain, sleet or snow
Gotta find a line to define our times
We gotta vote
But we all know it’s just bidin’ time
Storm comin’ is you ready if the war comin?
Tell me would you hoard somethin’ you have?
You know we can’t afford nothin’ wasted
Dudes be like "I ain’t frontin’"
But at best you front-adjacent
That’s the same shit
I’m very tired of the bullshit
If you gon’ take a shot at me, then be IGTV
Son, you better bring the full clip
I can’t believe I’m still doin this
They can’t fuck with me shit is nothin new
They been wearin’ masks to me
You couldn’t rattle me
You remind me of Polo Sport 3 packs
Cause you bout to be a casualty
I know your type
You the type to have jewelry on
At Applebee’s and front to the
Gram on a close-up story like
"This is how we eat" i’m just laughin, B
My notebooks is elite
I got a masters in scribblin’
Check the pad degree man, I’m glad I’m me
Shit I been rappin’ bout for
Years has come to fruition
Yeah, and now they want pay attention
How I’m problematic? They ain’t have
Problems with addicts bein’
Used by corporations just to
Make dividends with
I don’t believe that you care about
What you say you do
Cause you’ll fuck with the
Corny appropriatin’ shit long
As so and so say it’s cool
So I don’t play the fool
Keep doin’ what I say I’ll do while
They do what they paid to do
Spit the shit that they know
But they hate is true
Workin’ man and y’all better
Pay your labor dues get on tracks and eat
I don’t got no one to cater to
I been here for years pussy, make a move
Load management-ass rappers take the code
And abandon it-ass rappers
Lay the groundwork and don’t have the
Balls to stand in it-ass rappers
Take a cultural wound and try
To bandage it-ass rappers
But wouldn’t remove the knife from the
Shoulders that you standin’ on-ass rappers
Craft’s crafts try to slander
But you know that
You can’t hold a candle to-ass rappers
Scared of when I’m big enough
To banish you-ass rappers
Look, I’m past cap and I’m past stats
They don’t know the sound of true applause
Only ass claps
Pass back what we do with blame
Fore we take a shot
Always felt that if I bet on me
I would take the pot
Wouldn’t quit on me if the
Game was rigged which
Is a good thing cause it prolly is
Yeah, but I don’t do the "prollys, " kid
I go and get it, one million percent shit