Marlon Craft - Tom Thibodeau lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Tom Thibodeau lyrics]
I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true
I found a lifе all in the sentencеs
They drownin' lives all with the sentencing
I write mine down, recite with instruments
They strike guys down and
Make them instruments
Of corporations makin' dividends
I earn for Spotify through Distrokid
They all commodify through prisons, it's
Quite a difference just a sentence gives
What system is you in? I gotta ask you
Who you make the bread for? How
They 'bout to tax you?
Who they gon' cancel? Who they lob a pass to?
Claimin' they blessed
Now somebody gotta at you
Yeah, who are these haters
Of which you speak, dog?
Somebody gotta at you far as I can see it
We just pick a narrative and act casual
Or your sentence might change
That ain't nothin' but some punctuation
Couple rolls of the dice
That just come from waitin'
We look around like, "Man
Ain't no others changin'"
Not me, I like to cook when no oven's bakin'
That way I always smell what
The fuck I'm makin'
They lookin' for an image
Just to run adjacent
Say you livin' in his image
Then I guess he ain't shit
Put more goals on ice then
The Gretzky blade did
Ain't you tired of waitin'?
I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true
Coach of the year, the team is me
The coast is clear to be what I dream to be
Emotions near, but all that mean to me
Is that a motion's near
I got a movement startin'
Don't approach or cheer
Don't gotta prove to y'all shit
Got a new apartment, got a fuse to spark with
I elope with fear
We don't care who in charge
If they don't want the dark shit
Can't have my heart then
Run these knees to the ground
Tom Thibs, Tom Thibs
I don't want these cheap lil' pounds
Fuck who y'all is, y'all is
I be in season year-round
Can I live? I live?
An ironic freeness I've found
I'm locked in, locked in
And I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true
I found a lifе all in the sentencеs
They drownin' lives all with the sentencing
I write mine down, recite with instruments
They strike guys down and
Make them instruments
Of corporations makin' dividends
I earn for Spotify through Distrokid
They all commodify through prisons, it's
Quite a difference just a sentence gives
What system is you in? I gotta ask you
Who you make the bread for? How
They 'bout to tax you?
Who they gon' cancel? Who they lob a pass to?
Claimin' they blessed
Now somebody gotta at you
Yeah, who are these haters
Of which you speak, dog?
Somebody gotta at you far as I can see it
We just pick a narrative and act casual
Or your sentence might change
That ain't nothin' but some punctuation
Couple rolls of the dice
That just come from waitin'
We look around like, "Man
Ain't no others changin'"
Not me, I like to cook when no oven's bakin'
That way I always smell what
The fuck I'm makin'
They lookin' for an image
Just to run adjacent
Say you livin' in his image
Then I guess he ain't shit
Put more goals on ice then
The Gretzky blade did
Ain't you tired of waitin'?
I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true
Coach of the year, the team is me
The coast is clear to be what I dream to be
Emotions near, but all that mean to me
Is that a motion's near
I got a movement startin'
Don't approach or cheer
Don't gotta prove to y'all shit
Got a new apartment, got a fuse to spark with
I elope with fear
We don't care who in charge
If they don't want the dark shit
Can't have my heart then
Run these knees to the ground
Tom Thibs, Tom Thibs
I don't want these cheap lil' pounds
Fuck who y'all is, y'all is
I be in season year-round
Can I live? I live?
An ironic freeness I've found
I'm locked in, locked in
And I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers, those different roses
Put the pain in the pot, let it stir
Let it brew let 'em eat
Let 'em take from the language of you
They don't care about a walk in
A pair of your shoes
All they want to despair
They don't care if it's true