Marlon Craft
Queens Freestyle
I been reppin the city since city was [?]
Since we was livin in a grittier day
Hell’s Kitchen it raised me, but I moved around the boroughs
The Tunnel’s End burrough live from QU where they keep it thorough
It’s Queens, New York, where prodigies become immortalized
Rest in peace to Prodigy, you showed me love before the rise
Felt fortified when I got that text, no I can’t drop the ball now if I got next
And I ain’t never hung around on those Queensbridge stoops but when I was 12, I was up in Queensbridge hoopin
Ron Artest tournament, all-star easy
Stood out like a sore thumb, thought pops was a DT, nah
City always got room for some talent, that’s why I view all that you assume as a challenge
My boom is the bap it’s keepin fused with a balance to that new shit they say you gotta choose, that’s a fallacy
Got a mob of fans that love me for that deep shit
But I’m industry infamous they be instantly impotent
They don’t give a fuck bout the real round here
We say “Fuck how you feel” though, so I don’t care
I’m in my chanclas on my way to buy a beer
Pray to hip hop, the only pious that you findin here
Sayin Craft that young bull look at all this China here, bout to cause a riot here
Homie come up off of those goods if you got em or we gon have a problem
How you got all this potential but you frontin for some objects?
Come up off of those goods, give some culture to the city
I do it for the fallen, they within me
You hear me?