Marlon Craft
Circumstances
The circumstances don’t call for your meaningless bops
The people’s souls need feedin a lot
They hungry and when there’s no crops they won’t admire the cream that you got
They’ll come and take it
Leave you leakin so their bleedin can stop, it’s real
NBA look like rappers’ careers
They stop all in mid-season
And all the sudden all that big streamin don’t seem as important as givin people more hope
Rather know there wasn’t one bead of sweat I ain’t leave on the floor
So I forego all the horseshit
Cause when it’s 4th quarter all we got is who we are
And I won’t ever forfeit and they won't’ ever forget
[If you chose the war then be a star and you force shit]
And make excuses for rich people so fast, dog
The way parents make excuses for the parts of the kids they know they passed on
Do we wan be better? If you could would you be an oppressor?