Listen to Story of Lamarcus by Marsiell

Story of Lamarcus

Marsiell

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

Okay now first off the homie real Type to zip his mouth and take a deal I'm about to explain to you how that livings ill Odd enough we on an even field Not from the Burgh but he was like Steven Spill the amount of jaws he stilled His fist pack punch like the lines before Football at Lawrence North, failed classes but he stayed the course A hot head if the definition was human form Lamarc the 5'10, I call em no Royce But he rolls with voices that alterned his choices, I caution Big Dreams to sell ticks like Boston Olympic hurdles or that 4, scouts knock on doors A young simba and that boy gon roar Out in Anaheim wait till I go on tour You the reason I wrote Riders Galore I wanna see you soar, spread them wings Mr. Green Scenes you stay behind them, now let ya light beam ultra Dealing with the pain baby Eductation changed your way A life filled with losses Always been the target, a God I can call on No matter where you going Always got your back Drama we cant for Your pass is so dark, but dawg its about time to see you shine Just enough I know that life's rough, pray Throws jabs then it uppercuts, sway Lord knows that your time is coming Built different aint no time for running Uh, I remember vivid back in high school A white boy called him nigga, he left him with some stitches Or further back when his pops died, oh my East side of Naptown this place is not a gold mine Gunshot to the brain wrong place wrong time You say he was set up maybe he had to pay that debt up We both know that place where his soul went is better And now a days I cheese when I see you get yo cheddar I just been in my bag like I'm working with Birken Want you, connect with my letters like I wrote it in cursive Better day you spent still your whole life searching Summer-time your seed due, mindset urgent aye Goodfellas we was raised, no Scorsese I was in the right click you can cop paste me Print receipts for your greatness we learned patience Bumps in the road but we gave that car maintenance Dealing with the pain baby Eductation changed your way A life filled with losses Always been the target, a God I can call on No matter where you going Always got your back Drama we cant for Your pass is so dark, but dawg its about time to see you shine I can't sit back and kick it, I can lead a mission, I cant Generations down the road gotta peep the vision, they do I know the difference being heard or to have em listen Told me keep on working on your rap since you really gifted Okay yeah I did that, its worked for me really I got big calves The runs tallied up Im like A-Rod Really you was selling dime bags for your day job Address changing every year lowkey since you age 9 I cant blame yall, 3 kids and 1 mom Back when yall was staying at the hotel and them cops came Open door of elevator, 6 of them got shotguns Fugutive with double murder come out in the hallway Moms waiting in the whip, gotta get to class soon Give a fuck bout school, dude mindset is cash rules He aint the only one destined to hold a gun A lifetime of trauma yet he chose to focus up. blessed
Writer(s): Darrion M Colbert Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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