We Ain't Shit

(album: he looked like nothing - 2016)

[Marlon Craft:]
Young Gentleman
'Fuck about your sentiments
Harder than some sediment
Bitch, I'm in my element
All my shit a mixture of street talk and eliquence
Sweet talk irrelvant
Keep your benevolence
I never needed it
I see a world that y'all never see
And now they begging me to quit
I'll never be legit on their terms
Left college and skipped all their demands
I was drunk at graduation, writting bars in a stance

[Eric Brand:]
Uh, in the civic, cruising on 80
Bumping music that's soothing
Skidding, bruising the pavement
He's misbehaving
Fucking drugs for entertainment
Think his brain is vacant
He's unruly, fetch the tazer
It's E, the kryptonian with slender physique
That alien flooding the streets [?]
Straw hat, tending to the farm, harvesting beats
Doing donuts on the track, the go-kart in the street

[Marlon Craft:]
I'm eating pasta, watching Kenny & Chuck
I wouldn't take one if you lent me a fuck
I been a visionnary
Industrious complex
Someting like the military
"One more, one more, one more! ", I hear my liver dare me
Uh, listen fam, you an actor
They try to judge the color of this book
And they don't want to take a chance on this rapper
'Til I have 'em going crazy from the stands to the rafters
Shaking hands with me after

[Eric Brand:]
A lighter and some Kool-aid on my night-stand
Kool-aid rendez-vousing with a damsel, she's a light 10 (enlighting)
Hate it when she stressing
Keep her fresher when I'm typing
Dedicated bar to all the twitter stars and light skins
It's the mad-hatter but his hat his missing
Rapping with a sappy gimmick
Daggers to the back for any hack that gives me that description
The statement's too heavy, dawg
My back is doing all the lifting
Shock 'em with these half of writtens
Supercalifragilistic

[Marlon Craft:]
Ice in the whiskey
Pad is on the glass, in the rim
Style so different
Fuck a human instrument
Shawtys' like "We into him"
I'm sensitive as inner skin
But still I'll smack a rapper in the mouth off a simple wimp
Had it with these simpletons
Spitting on ya dap
Beating the shit outta rap
Ripping emcess from limb to limb
Y'all about as real as the face structure of Little Kim
I ain't giving you [?], only share my thoughts on my inner brim

[Eric Brand:]
Back to the sequence
Relay on the track
All you busters can go succulently draw up on my sack
23 year old artifact
Catalyst for heart attacks
Toe-to-toe on cardiac
Bro, you don't want no part in it
Your keys, toss 'em in the bowl by the window
Along with inhibitions
Roll it up in cigarillo
Long forget the fools and minnows
Sire's arrived
And I be cooler than a pillow on its opposite side