Mariana

Look I be ridin through my old hood
But I got a new chip
On my shoulder
Try to knock it off I don't give 2 shits
Can't phase me matter fact can't see me
Like 2pac on the dre beat, it's straight heat
That reminds me, of the planet that we burnin up
But they'd rather hear me rappin bout turnin up
Coppin' a Wraith or a crib or some other shit
But I'd rather scream out fuck the government
For now, I guess I'll have some fun with it
Cross the finish line before you have ya little run with it
Pass the baton, no idea what these rappers are on
More drugs than a panickin' mom
And who could blame em, for the world that we gave 'em
Talkin' 'bout the white males with attitudes that's type frail
But let's end it on a high note
Eco Suave, the rapper with deep thoughts and fly quotes

Swimming like I'm Mac Mill
Mothafuck a rap deal
Rappers talk shit on the mic
Then get their caps peeled
Never seen a day of struggle
Well I'm here to burst ya bubble
Probably run and hug a cop at the first sign of trouble
Thinkin' you the Mariana Trench, when you a fuckin' puddle
Searchin' google for ya next rebuttal
Nothin' subtle... risin' out the rubble
On the double hairy situations I treat em like fuckin' stubble
YOU can't shave me
YOU can't tame me
YOU can't blame me
Society gave me
A bag of locks with no key to be found
Kept my soul in tact my feet to the ground
Even though I stay lifted
Even when they drifted
Even when I'm drunk and splifted
Lookin' for the golden ticket
Fucka listen
When we talk about the long term mission
Spreadin' peace and love is the ultimate decision



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Havner
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