Marlon Craft - The Loop lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - The Loop lyrics]
Uh, feels like we livin' in a loop
The cops find Black people to kill and shoot
The media just pick which one to give to you
You can't stomach it for a week
And then you poop
Poof, I'm tired of these cycles
I ain't much better myself
I can't depend on my health
We all got guts, but mine been through it
So Craft hold no punches
This here chin music
Lotta folks could get ruined
I grow my influence
And that's exactly what the kid doin
The shift brewin'
Used to need six brews to get movin'
Now I do some yoga
Pleasure my woman and get to it
Ah, the audacity of adulthood
They gon' want you stuck whеre
You at, and son, don't do it
The grass was actually greener 'forе they
Convinced you destroy the land
If the room is toxic, those
Fans gon' spread the poison, fam
You smell that? Smell like foiled plans
Whatever they had for me, laugh for me
Please
'Cause the hero always die in a tragedy, see
I'd rather be free your comments is comedy
You can't shackle with these
What you think the intro, that's the reprise
I lapped 'em with ease
Everything they think they are, I actually be
You uncomfortable? Pass it to me
I'm unapologetic, unabashed, a G
Yeah, so on-beat you think I'm off
Display so much strength, they think I'm soft
I find mine in vulnerability
You find it in the silly fleeting whims
Of bein' tougher for a moment
Feels like we livin' in a loop
We promote based on cool
And conceal the truth
Yeah, and cool is just a substitute for toxic
Or for corporate profit's, I'm bein' honest
Then somebody die and we all
Cry and scroll the timeline
But our conscience is still on mute
Feel like we livin' in a loop, yeah
The cops find Black people to kill and shoot
The media just pick which one to give to you
You can't stomach it for a week
And then you poop
Poof, I'm tired of these cycles
I ain't much better myself
I can't depend on my health
We all got guts, but mine been through it
So Craft hold no punches
This here chin music
Lotta folks could get ruined
I grow my influence
And that's exactly what the kid doin
The shift brewin'
Used to need six brews to get movin'
Now I do some yoga
Pleasure my woman and get to it
Ah, the audacity of adulthood
They gon' want you stuck whеre
You at, and son, don't do it
The grass was actually greener 'forе they
Convinced you destroy the land
If the room is toxic, those
Fans gon' spread the poison, fam
You smell that? Smell like foiled plans
Whatever they had for me, laugh for me
Please
'Cause the hero always die in a tragedy, see
I'd rather be free your comments is comedy
You can't shackle with these
What you think the intro, that's the reprise
I lapped 'em with ease
Everything they think they are, I actually be
You uncomfortable? Pass it to me
I'm unapologetic, unabashed, a G
Yeah, so on-beat you think I'm off
Display so much strength, they think I'm soft
I find mine in vulnerability
You find it in the silly fleeting whims
Of bein' tougher for a moment
Feels like we livin' in a loop
We promote based on cool
And conceal the truth
Yeah, and cool is just a substitute for toxic
Or for corporate profit's, I'm bein' honest
Then somebody die and we all
Cry and scroll the timeline
But our conscience is still on mute
Feel like we livin' in a loop, yeah