Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song DEAD-ISH , by - Marlon Craft. Release date: 20.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
DEAD-ISH |
| I keep doin' everything I told 'em I would |
| And they keep lookin' surprised |
| How many times before you get the rhythm? |
| The type of greatness can’t encapsulate in pen descriptions |
| I bring life out 'em that they ain’t know they had |
| Doin' exorcisms for artistic exhibition |
| Protect the vision at all costs |
| Horace Grant attire shit |
| You’re a planet liar and I won’t give 'em no shine to grow |
| Lotta rappers stick to sucking dick when it’s their time to blow |
| Finish a verse everyone look like they hate oxygen |
| New York ain’t seen this much heart since Nate Robinson |
| I’m on the train, this whole car got no clue they ridin' wit a G and shit |
| I’m just grateful that I ain’t clockin' in |
| Walk different when you got somethin' to lose |
| So fuck it, I’ll leave the toughness to you |
| Shit, we all still fightin' over hoes, that’s a budget-less feud |
| All the contention in my life is million-dollar implications |
| 2 years, I’ll be rich and do it all from syncopation |
| And if they ain’t my sons, they at least an iteration of Craft |
| And in the streets I didn’t bang shit |
| But hung enough to know that you look like a walking piece of litigation |
| I never gave a fuck about who was cool |
| I ain’t signed to the code, but I knew the rules |
| I knew once that fame come before the money shit |
| Sold-out shows, still might catch me in an Uber pool |
| I know you wish folks would consider your pain |
| If you have a voice, shit, you could consider your aim |
| White men mass shootings, they blame video games |
| Black women shot in cribs for playin video games |
| So much shit in our face, and we like fuck it, I guess this the way we livin' |
| today |
| Stuck in our ignorant ways |
| Same sickness and a few of the symptoms have changed |
| It’s the type of thinkin' that lead to my livid-est days |
| But if I’m honest, I ain’t really did shit to bring change |
| Martin Luther King ain’t have ad-libs, he had actions |
| And when they ask what Craft did, want them to say he had classics |
| Guess it’s hard to find pursuits that’s selfless |
| Guess the goal’s to be selfish in ways that can’t help shit |
| Instead we on the Gram, find ways to embellish |
| Sometimes uninformed folks make me jealous |
| The more you know, shit, the more you feel dead-ish |