Marathon ft. Giallo Point Lyrics

Foreign accent eccentric was born in Paris

Normal parents who split up and divorced the marriage

No horse and carriage both their course went separate

Stayed in Maryland the cross I had to bear it

Music was my heart I played pick up at the park

Tim Hardaway handles I used to pick em apart

Stick shift up in my car

Most people couldn't drive those

Would channel Hulk

Lifting weights getting bulk like Costcos

Listening to Rae Nas and Ghost

Struck a pot of gold

To me that was the gods gospel

I felt my knowledge grow

Once a week I spoke to moms yo she missed me

Doing what I did survive

I kept it discreet

Trip to New York, LA back to Philly

T Doogie Nom and Kane

Stuck together like a ball and chain

Growing pains label meetings that's the game

Louis West playing music for Reggie Osé

Rest In Peace king

What a blessing life taught me things

Jewels laid out in front of me

I took em like offering

So much baggage I would carry from my childhood

Insecurities my first demos didn't sound good

Anytime I tried to quit would start hearing voices

Would keep me up at night

Was a sub-par boyfriend

Also bad choices when it came to women

I push some away tried to shake my demons but I couldn't

Had my days where my laziness would paralyze me

Woke up to nightmares of failure that would terrorize me

Would meditate and take a run outside

The sweat purging out the toxins had to think out the box

Self-sabotage I had to outfox myself

The negative inner-self talk

I had to stop myself change the narrative

One day at time baby steps

Stand tall like the logo on the hood of a Mercedes Benz

Blood sweat and tears

I was here for it all

Success money rap career I'm prepared for it all

The good and the bad

The worst and the great storms and earthquakes

At the epicenter had to move to its birthplace

Since the first grade struggled with language that was a hurdle

Brought real bars to the Essence Fest that was heard of

My belief system was to keep my visions at their peak wisdom

Fuck realistic I see different

Keep distant

From the bad minds I'm agile

Soldier keep my moves kosher like a Rabi

Ambrosia closer to my dreams like Goapele

Old wounds closing up as my blood coagulates

Old school habits I shaked off and laced y'all

I don't wanna be a star I'm a quasar

Great scars lost my dad lost a few friends

Watched some new trends had to tie up some loose ends

Could never blend with the other folk I'm on other mode

Carrying the genome my father and my mother wrote

You can be here then disappear in a puff of smoke

When life's shoulders turn cold like winter up in Buffalo

I took the high road keyboard warriors never mind those

My shine rose got off my high horse and god knows

It took awhile for these lessons sink

And do the opposite a pessimist thinks

I had to exit the ring

No longer struggle now I ease by

Live for the now no longer rewind made a switch like Batista

Leave a tip for the barista hop on the train

A rain drop hit my forehead

It made me stop and wait

How you enjoying what's around you when you always running

The fear of failing's a constant had to overcome it

Today I woke and seen the sun beaming

Big smile on my face

Iime to make it happen kid

I'm done dreaming