Marlon Craft - Wise Man lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Wise Man lyrics]
Can’t tell if I’m a paradox or a hypocrite
If I care too much or I don’t give a shit
If life’s passin me by or if I’m livin it
No I don’t know my all and I ain't givin it
My mind’s locked up and I only got visitation
So I only got limitations but I refuse to
Move if it’s gon be an imitation
I see too much of that in my generation
Seek treatment wit alcohol, refuge in pussy
Blah, blah, et cetera, et cetera
You know the story: conflicted artist
Tryna shine through the darkness
Wanna act but ain't sure what his part is
I ain't tryna bore you
They like "Craft, don’t get gas
We ain’t tryna floor you
But your skills ain't normal
You got the keys to the portal"
And so on and so on
But I’m bored dude, that’s when
A wise man said, "Let me warn you"
And I said wise man, wise man
I’m tryna devise plans
To make em shake my hands
Spit hotter than cayenne but when you bored
It’s hard to find wheels to grind
And I’ll try the best that I can and I can
Soul is tumultuous like the Middle East
So I ran from defeat but now I rack up
Beats to destroy cause my skill is real
So elite, I’m too groovy
So on a jive turkey I’ll feast
Only a fraction of my faction see my vision
And I be distracted by indecision
But fuck that, i’mma subtract some of
Society’s divisions and
Make em see that shit
Just don’t add up in the times we live in
I might be crazy but who are you to tell me?
Shit, you not credible and ain't a single
Rapper out here that’s not edible
Long as you got genitals
I got a problem, I state it, I’m not federal
Wise man told me don’t hold my tongue
"You’d be amazed how time go by, son"
So I got my mind on the present
Like a child on Christmas Eve
Eyes on the future though I be in a different
League than most of my
Peers and contemporaries
And I just wanna bring the
Real to the contemporary
Humanity is complex, we were meant to vary
But that don’t mean that these
New wack rappers are legendary
Wise man said "Hold up, Craft
I feel what you sayin and I know you mad
But before that fire turns to resentment
And starts to haunt you
Take a breath and let me warn you"
I know it’s hard just to wait sometimes
But when nobody gives
You gotta take your time
If this who you be for sure
Then spit til you can’t even breathe no more
And just be ready when it come around
And just be ready when it come around
And just be ready when it come around
Come around, come around
If I care too much or I don’t give a shit
If life’s passin me by or if I’m livin it
No I don’t know my all and I ain't givin it
My mind’s locked up and I only got visitation
So I only got limitations but I refuse to
Move if it’s gon be an imitation
I see too much of that in my generation
Seek treatment wit alcohol, refuge in pussy
Blah, blah, et cetera, et cetera
You know the story: conflicted artist
Tryna shine through the darkness
Wanna act but ain't sure what his part is
I ain't tryna bore you
They like "Craft, don’t get gas
We ain’t tryna floor you
But your skills ain't normal
You got the keys to the portal"
And so on and so on
But I’m bored dude, that’s when
A wise man said, "Let me warn you"
And I said wise man, wise man
I’m tryna devise plans
To make em shake my hands
Spit hotter than cayenne but when you bored
It’s hard to find wheels to grind
And I’ll try the best that I can and I can
Soul is tumultuous like the Middle East
So I ran from defeat but now I rack up
Beats to destroy cause my skill is real
So elite, I’m too groovy
So on a jive turkey I’ll feast
Only a fraction of my faction see my vision
And I be distracted by indecision
But fuck that, i’mma subtract some of
Society’s divisions and
Make em see that shit
Just don’t add up in the times we live in
I might be crazy but who are you to tell me?
Shit, you not credible and ain't a single
Rapper out here that’s not edible
Long as you got genitals
I got a problem, I state it, I’m not federal
Wise man told me don’t hold my tongue
"You’d be amazed how time go by, son"
So I got my mind on the present
Like a child on Christmas Eve
Eyes on the future though I be in a different
League than most of my
Peers and contemporaries
And I just wanna bring the
Real to the contemporary
Humanity is complex, we were meant to vary
But that don’t mean that these
New wack rappers are legendary
Wise man said "Hold up, Craft
I feel what you sayin and I know you mad
But before that fire turns to resentment
And starts to haunt you
Take a breath and let me warn you"
I know it’s hard just to wait sometimes
But when nobody gives
You gotta take your time
If this who you be for sure
Then spit til you can’t even breathe no more
And just be ready when it come around
And just be ready when it come around
And just be ready when it come around
Come around, come around