MarcusMySlaveName - People lyrics

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MarcusMySlaveName - People lyrics

[Verse 1: MarcusMySlaveName] My left brain's right now Unorthodox I've been in search of symmetry itching to find a home Orphinpox I thought they call em chicken pox, wait why don't they call them itching pox? Big bro told me time don't stand still, thats only on the kitchen clock Cause n***as never have any double AA's, but I sure want some double DD's And I'll be curious to know if she has any hair under there, like double D But knowing me I'll kiss & tell, prolly why she won't show & prove A fan of my profanity, help regain sanity is what these shows'll do Still told a story I just told the truth, I mean sold the story, stole the truth Playgerize, close your eyes, that scary sight like Rambo Its d**h in the air, life on the ground Were all under surveillance, every ambulance stuck in turbulence So just stop me if i start to ramble [Verse 2: MarcusMySlaveName] One more time for that, love how the girls shake their a** to the jazz Sax player bouta take one more line for that When the world at your neck, you can have the fairs, but you gotta pay one more fine for that sh** you gotta stand in one more line for that They just might make a whole crime for that You just might waste yo whole life for that Ain't got time for rap, only time for action Now Might cop like 40 paint cans, might spray yah home, might spray the church when the vibe is off When's it trying to come in? Now the waves are coming crashing down, can't relinquish these plans until the last Exodus ship exit this sh** before it expand Before I expound We'll wake up in Jerusalem, how does it sound Lets leave all that sh**, all our people breaking down How you please them when it's so much anger in a town Just bring the weed by the decibel, not the pound [Bridge: MarcusMySlaveName] I dont prefer to talk about it, I can live it Too much talk, no one visits the world of dreams anymore The world's a dream, I can build it, for my people. Only for my people Too much people avoiding real. The void of real, I can fill it

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