Marshall ft. COZEY Lyrics

I never took offense

To opinions about the hood

Truths that I can't admit to

Since you tryna be good

Never one to convince who

Thinks differently than I

The streets have been so misused

Dignity sacrificed

Will they hate you? Will they miss you?

Either way I'm thankful I

Got my eyes on the issues

Kept my mind on the prize

Paid the price for this talent

Took some time for this passion

Wrote some rhymes on a pamphlet

Poked some eyes, it was challenging

When managing the schedule

My classes would abide to

In between the lectures

Had a place that I could slide to

Picking up some Popeyes

And freestyling in the drive through

Lighters flicking up

So high, don't gotta remind you

I had a lot of good times

That I wish I could rewind to

Stepped on a land mine

Of candlelight's and goodbyes too

Not a celebration

For homies, I can't invite you

Unless my father knew you

All I ever did was right you

Feeding them the plan

But understand they're gonna bite you

Out of sight, out of mind

Mind my own and shift my sight too

That was just a phase

Realized that I'm nothing like you

Back in those simple days

Tossing the rock and eating hi chews

Now I choose

Yeah, fuck what I'm picking

Understand I'm grateful

To be making a decision

Understand I'm thankful

For everybody that listens

Till tomorrow

Fire Marshall

Low Riders around the car show

Thurgood Marshall

E-04 with the barcode

Something special for you

Tsunga on a whim

Something extra

Textbook typa win

Fire Marshall

Low Riders around the car show

Thurgood Marshall

E-04 with the barcode

Something special for you

Tsunga on a whim

Something extra

Textbook typa win

Thought about this life

And why its gone in a few

Months negotiating

All the process renewed

Tsunga what a tape, the impossible

AVERY is safely in the pot ain't it audible?

The inaugural boom bap at HQ

Made it rational to rap like it's alive

Keep it green so my scene is so civilized

And this been advised

Too high incentivized

Tried to damn everybody

Mind been so enterprised

Mud black tracks up out the dungeon brick

Planned attack we asked the Quasimodo

Made the logo NAORA with the promo, oh no...

The problem with my mental it's been circled by officials

Traced it back to rhyming diabolic individual

Cozey and his partners will be sobbing in residuals

SABA and MICK JENKINS was the perfect listen

Okay listen

Every space of mine will glisten

Every verse don't need a subject just a mission

Maybe I just made a bad decision

Start the coalition to keep focus on surprise

Throw them all a fast ball no reaction from the eye

Kill the bird with daisy it was gravy out of time

Tell me why you blind

Tell me how to see above the line

Always had to try but I never press rewind

In my mind undermine

Everything is toast

Butter with the words application at its most

Tsunga was a whim and we wrote it in a second

Fire Marshall voted for your boy in the recession

Now it's just dissection

Different sections

All aggression

It's depression

Won't respect it

Caught a cold to intercept it

Made a code simply for this message

Call the Marshall for your misdirections

YUH!