Roj Mahal Trash Mahal - Marketing

Oh shit
It's a market on the streets
And they target all the children indiscreetly
All these customers in they stores
But ain't nobody buying time for a bright mind anymore

Ay, I was in the market place yesterday
It was a disgrace
How I had to shop for plates
Why won't I just eat from out my hands
Why I need a fork and spoon especially plastic
Man this life is all a matter of factless
I was like man what's really happenin'
Walked out the store
Looked up at the sky
I feel like an encore of God was like surprise
And now I'm running from these bombs
And the outcome
Cause they droppin' from the sky like a mountain
Avalanche 'bout to land on they houses
Why am I actin' like a muthafuckin' scoundrel
Why am I actin' like a savage in a household
I don't give a damn what about you
I got more love when I found you

Oh shit
It's a market on the streets
And they target all the children in the streets
All these customers in they stores
But ain't nobody buying time for a bright mind anymore

Written by:
Rojer Brown

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