Kerry James Marshall

(Life is like a game of)

Mario Go Kart
Got too hype, slipping on peels and had a slow start
Nigga want no parts, end up bitter even a cold heart
Watch the way I paint this picture feeling like mo-, nah
I paint pictures like I'm Kerry Marshall
Brown skins and it's even partial

Skin tones looking like it's marble
Kept it peace, never want the static
From the distance, niggas recognize the magic
Seventh grade pulled up with Charizard card, it was holographic
Standing on the lunch tables
I made it hot, fuck

Recess
I heard a nigga scream, "Distract the teachers"
Caught a nigga slipping, he snuffed me
Damn right behind the bleaches
I heard he flip them jawns he made a lot
Lesson learned always keep it calm nigga never make it hot

The heart is the mind
Understand that I'm hella refined
When I swipe the shit, it never decline me
It's funny how these niggas be claiming they artists
But they never design, uh

Flashback to the story, the shit that bore me
Membership, vividly moving slow like it's Similac
It was a hidden trap, bro snuff me rocking the fitted cap
Nightmares waking up in my sleep screaming out, "Give it back!"

Scene, exit on the stage right
If they smell the fear, you know they treat you like prey, right?
Peeping how they switch like day, night
Never trust a nigga when the chicks come around
All of a sudden, they wanna play fight, uh

When the food come, now they screaming, "Snatchies"
Got jokes I peep, they screaming out, "Blackie"
All my homies really call a savage fight
Panic, you the average type
Only if you really knew she like 'em black as night



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Bee Iii Boykins, Moruf Adewunmi, Christopher Turner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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