Marlon Craft - Queens Freestyle lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Queens Freestyle lyrics]
I been reppin the city since city was
Since we was livin in a grittier day
Hell’s Kitchen it raised me
But I moved around the boroughs
The Tunnel’s End burrough live from QU
Where they keep it thorough
It’s Queens, New York
Where prodigies become immortalized
Rest in peace to Prodigy
You showed me love before the rise
Felt fortified when I got that text
No I can’t drop the ball now if I got next
And I ain’t never hung around on those
Queensbridge stoops but when I was 12
I was up in Queensbridge hoopin
Ron Artest tournament, all-star easy
Stood out like a sore thumb
Thought pops was a DT, nah
City always got room for some talent
That’s why I view all that
You assume as a challenge
My boom is the bap it’s
Keepin fused with a balance
To that new shit they say you gotta choose
That’s a fallacy got a mob of fans that love
Me for that deep shit
But I’m industry infamous they
Be instantly impotent
They don’t give a fuck bout
The real round here
We say "Fuck how you feel" though
So I don’t care
I’m in my chanclas on my way to buy a beer
Pray to hip hop
The only pious that you findin here
Sayin Craft that young bull look
At all this China here
Bout to cause a riot here
Homie come up off of those goods if you
Got em or we gon have a problem
How you got all this potential but
You frontin for some objects?
Come up off of those goods
Give some culture to the city
I do it for the fallen, they within me
You hear me?
Since we was livin in a grittier day
Hell’s Kitchen it raised me
But I moved around the boroughs
The Tunnel’s End burrough live from QU
Where they keep it thorough
It’s Queens, New York
Where prodigies become immortalized
Rest in peace to Prodigy
You showed me love before the rise
Felt fortified when I got that text
No I can’t drop the ball now if I got next
And I ain’t never hung around on those
Queensbridge stoops but when I was 12
I was up in Queensbridge hoopin
Ron Artest tournament, all-star easy
Stood out like a sore thumb
Thought pops was a DT, nah
City always got room for some talent
That’s why I view all that
You assume as a challenge
My boom is the bap it’s
Keepin fused with a balance
To that new shit they say you gotta choose
That’s a fallacy got a mob of fans that love
Me for that deep shit
But I’m industry infamous they
Be instantly impotent
They don’t give a fuck bout
The real round here
We say "Fuck how you feel" though
So I don’t care
I’m in my chanclas on my way to buy a beer
Pray to hip hop
The only pious that you findin here
Sayin Craft that young bull look
At all this China here
Bout to cause a riot here
Homie come up off of those goods if you
Got em or we gon have a problem
How you got all this potential but
You frontin for some objects?
Come up off of those goods
Give some culture to the city
I do it for the fallen, they within me
You hear me?