M4.RK - WHO AM I

Who am I
The story wrote
January 9th
The birthing of a fucking goat
Winter time
Got my body freezing and spittin cold
Summer time
Got my mind all focused on burning coals

Campfire flos cookin slow
Delivered in first class
Call me Mailman pushing the Envelope
Got more heart than an artichoke
Cream off the bars i spoke
Got the money flo
Are you taking notes

Im taking over
Heading to my throne
Got the globe in the grasp of my Hand the other hand holds the Microphone
Nauseous from all the noodles stuffed In the styrofoam
Rather die trying than sitting Hopeless lonely and broke
Facts
They say this rap shit aint easy
Quick to sell they soul
But I rather sell cds
And vinyls made of gold
Platinum albums and eps
While I hit the road
Making hits in every city

Selling merch
That you can purchase on your pc
And whippin up a verse thats throws It back like B.C
I got the Flo killin like the L.A.P.D
Life behind bars, on beats screamin free me

Sipping on some liquor
That be darker then my thoughts
Homie dont get it twisted
Like the j I just sparked
If we talking ball game
Then I knocked this outta the park
Who is mark

Let me start the story of my origins
Money foraging
Well balanced and proportionate
One man army
Equipped the stu w my ordnance
Holy ordinance
Making Music my heart pouring it

Called me a pretty boy
Women started exploring it
5 star meals
Before I never afforded it
Of course I got some advice
When you doing good in life
And you dont care about the price
Just be wise with
Who you ride in a foreign with
Facts
It's important shit
You dont want no backstabbers
Disguised as real rappers
They lie like true actors
They play the role backwards
They jeli you on top
But wont work to be master

Quick to cut them out
They all talk im all action
No guns but im packing
These shots when we clashing
Deep thoughts like this canyon

My beats I reek havoc
16's that do damage
Place hits as my standard
Hits hard they need bandage

Freestyle I dont plan it
Dreams big like this planet
Fresh prince with no manners
My name on these banners

Sold out every seat
Rip to thee slackers
Work hard
And go after
Your heights
And hit saturn
Uh
Astro drum patterns
Till the beat gets plastered
Ive been smoking so much
Needa clean my act up
But im whippin up a classic
So maybe after

Ive been blessin up these beats
Flo of a pastor
But every time I preech
I sound like a bastard
But honesty is key
Karma an assassin
Rather tell em how it is
Then lay in a caskit

Got me gasping
When im rapping
I disperse like a Mac 10
Im Automatic
In my auto smokin gas
Baby can you ash it
You can puff puff that
But you gotta pass it
Uh
Rap just how I box
I be everlasting
Treats beats like the bag
Ima money magnet
You are dryer then the dryer
And you want static
Youre stagnent
Meet ur mortal kombatant
Let me go again
Let me go again
Let me go again
Im out here
Whippin up tracks like
What the fucks a hook
Made a beat for breakfast
Got nothing else to cook
How is my fridge eggless
I filled it like a book
With my rhyme scheme endless

Catch me chillin
With the crooks in the crannies
Wine old as grammy
Lay a verse down
Until the beat cant stand me

Just Until im at the grammies
They go ahead and hand me
My award for fathering little rappers
Like daddy

Lone vigilante
Haven't witnessed my best
I just be chillin at the top
All perched in my nest
Fist clenched cuz
Ion ride around with a tech
The sound is too bulletproof
But I don't rhyme with a vest
Uh
Rep a clean set
Flo sharp as the cutlery
Thats in the kitchen
I Cut deep no recovery

Always wanted more
Because Cuz this broke shit bugging me
But I can recognize that clean water is a luxury
One thing forsure
Your flo
It disgusted me
It caught me off guard
Like you spit in my bubble tea
Guarantee you little MC's don't want Trouble
When my steam turns bubbles
Thats a sign that you should run From me
Pray you make it out luckily
You don't wanna be stuck with me
Unless you with your girl
Change plans
You can go and change that
Got the world in my hand
Raise yours if you fucks with me

Written by:
Mark Moreno

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