- Marlon Craft At The Door 歌詞
- Marlon Craft
- Waitin for my train of thought to leave Manhattan
Its been in the tunnel, Im tryna see the sun
Been through a lot of hard times, tryna believe in actions
But not one ever felt like time for me to run, yeah
And Im addicted to dopamine
And hopes and dreams, and folks Ive seen
But feel like I speak a different language than everyone round me
Word to Portuguese, yeah
They be like, “Damn, bruhs ill”
And I appreciate the kudos
Shit aint all sweet, got to appreciate thе glucose
Its hard to stick together with your tеam, we keep the glue close
We be feelin down in my town, you can hear us play The Blue Note
And when its time to go, Ima ride out
Ill be on the road, **** a hideout
Even my darkest times, wouldnt Wite-Out
Listen, this is mine now
I wish I could cry, but I aint got nothin to cry bout, homie
Shit, I just hope I die before my pride outgrow me
Ill be at the door
My life knock-knock-knock-knockin
I feel my youth slip away, I aint mean it to end
Im in a land where everything gotta be a means to an end
Which you get to pick first? The means or the end?
That sequence depends, and thats a shitty diaper to be sittin in
Givin your life for the fight to be brighter
Than what your nights were when you believed that they could end
And yet, and still, they cant see how we different but basically same
Like stoppin at Essex vs. Delancey, shit
Thedays and times of an impatient mind
As I look for now what I will later find
No bread, just a body, blood aint made of wine
Scary images above my shoulders in this frame of mind
But Ill be okay with time
And when its time to go, Ima ride out
Ill be on the road, **** a hideout
Even my darkest times, wouldnt Wite-Out
Listen, this is mine now
I wish I could cry, but I aint got nothin to cry bout, homie
Shit, I just hope I die before my pride outgrow me
Ill be at the door
My life knock-knock-knock-knockin
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