I can spit as far as I can flick a cigarette
When forged in adversity a soul is what a nigga gets
Hoping for a bigger check, but it never comes along
"Marcus where that music at?" bitch, I made a dozen songs
But you never listen so get out my field of vision
So many choices in this life and music's my decision
Now go find a pot to piss in, I tossed it in the alley
Now thats one for the boys back home, so chalk the tally
One, Zero, steady staring in that mirro
Just talking to myself like a black Robert De Niro
As far as fear goes, I wish I never had it
A thousand photos from the future linger in my attic
My lyrics static, thats why they're shocking when they touch
Yea I love my city but the block is not enough
When you locked up in these cuffs, that Houdini couldn't leave
Last seconds of the game I pull the Ace up out my sleeve
As we continue on this quest of aspiration
And these wack rappers make it and they bastardize the nation
So I change the station, I'm never trying to hear it
All I'm catching are the same old beats and stale lyrics
What happened to the spirit? It's all coke and bitches
Live your life for the experience, them unspoken riches
But I guess you wouldn't get it, Unless I hadn't said it
Oh, because I'm walking with confidence now Im Big-Headed?
Forget it, never let your talk penetrate my dome
Words leaving you dizzy like you're driving "Forsaken" home
Mistaken clones, twins underneath a palm tree
Sippin' Pina Coladas, just staring at a calm sea
My bad, I just vacation on my verse
And all I have is patience while I'm waiting on that hearse
Or maybe something worse, but who knows what comes first
The death or dishonor it's the Samurai's Curse
