Текст песни Godswill - Marinate

The track suit me nice
Like a sale at Macy's
Man they were all racist
But couldn't race me
Or erase me, maybe
Cause my pencil too sharp
Man words cut deep
Like the notes of a harp
Or something else like
Bass would've been better
Real aside from hate, it really should've
Chased better
I drink and pace, it
Don't make my pain better
So I stopped wasting time
To make my pay better
Time is money
I don't agree with that
But I believe time holds value
And I'mma see to that
Like me not doing my homework
Man I can't sleep on that
So I do my work at home
For the reason that, bleeding raps
Is my heart my sleeve
Pro in this era RIP Steez
Believe, Imma get
Capital however I please
Blue and white
Be the color of New York Police
Add the blood on the streets
The full picture you'll see

The one who producers goin' make it for
The one flow that you all been waiting on
The one man that you might be hating on
But he show love to you that Jamaican boy

Getting to cheese
I'm a veteran homie
Put my heart in it
Ain't no better than homie
Actin like you know me
This the king's pedestal homie
Step back or lose track
That make you lesser than homie
And I don't wanna
Have to take you away
Sweep you off ya feet
Then clear the dust out the way
Then realize you wrong
Ain't nothing say
Impeaching after teach-ins
Cause ain't nothing a play
Leave ya performance piece
Back at home
Leave me alone
If you don't answer my call on ya phone
Backbone weak like
A limp fossil, ya impossible
I'm better off putting my
Faith in a Kim possible
Ask why I lost faith in y'all
Not cause lack of patience tho
I just can't decide take the fall
While white boy saying I ain't evolve

The one who producers goin make it for
The one flow that you all been waiting on
The one man that you might be hating on
But he show love to you that Jamaican boy

Lemme show you
What this love about
It's about loving beyond
The word of mouth
It's about having the time
When you ain't got time
It's about meaning it
Even if it's a cliché line
On arrival, for you
I go back on road
Cause the love too strong
Can't turn my back on soul
You hold it together
While my spine at home
That means you got my
Back when I don't got my own

For you every day
I thank God
Cause every time I step in the booth
I can't lie
Writing as a form of expression
I can't cry
Less it's tears of joy
For when ya pain stops

That's the word