Idle By (feat. Smith the Poet & Zen Stokely)
Day One, Marcus Lee & The Thought
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Martian on your throat Waka Flocka still the GOAT Beg your pardon, bitch, don't quote I'd be honored if you vote for me I'll be marching down the road Burning Vodka on your float I been pondering the way My self-doubt slows my rhythm Why we bothering to pay these amounts Just for living? Not a father yet, too worried that I Can't provide provisions Who's this Father Time I haven't met Bee-lining toward collision? And I'm in position Haven't had a Miss since Spanish Inquisitions Didn't mean to blow your mind With badass descriptions I'm only sad 'til you listen Then I'm a spaz for the critics I don't feel bad when I glisten, I'm nitroglycerin! And that's word to Mrs. Richardson Given I'm a nerd she let me Lecture in the interim Texture of the Benjamins Ain't marbles to me So I marvel in the messages And let Marcus Lee bless 'em Switching lanes and switching schools of thought And I won't change it, I'll take you to war Yeah, I no longer idle by, I'm biding my time For more (I want it more, I want it more) I want it more, yeah (I need it more, I need it more) At the heart of all activity I'm moving like a Pacemaker Discarded the toxic masculinity and gained favor So you could either be a critic or a game changer I'm the chronicles of Riddick to the nay-sayers Caped crusader, Rondo Paper Chilling in the cosmos, Cosmo Kramer King Hill lawn-mow, drop-low taper Archer with the long-bow, stronghold major Style grease like Blue Magic, Percy Jackson with the static Feasting like a newborn, Chiefing when I'm chewing magnets Boost Mobile chirping, remember when we had a phone? Birds on a wire, like we watching Indiana Jones? Out in Indiana in pajamas from a catacomb Antennas speaking while you peek into a rabbit hole I've been grounded like some coffee, that's a frappe to go Splash the soul, acceptance is to have control Switching lanes and switching schools of thought And I won't change it, I'll take you to war Yeah, I no longer idle by, I'm biding my time For more (I want it more, I want it more) I want it more, yeah (I need it more, I need it more) More than pretty, I'm convinced Ain't no pity if you're pissed Fucking pillage for your bliss Still piss? You pricks... Like the gimmicks? Just the gist Cryptic keys the favor fixed Fucking sic 'em, paint a flick I'd watch your 6 As we plummet for a bit Learn to love it, life a bitch Burning bridges with a glimpse So crisp her spliff Got me holy for a hit I meant only for a bit... shit Coexist with the clique Reminisce off script Split the diff, in the pit Smoking cosmic ploys Like a frostbit fluke This nostalgic void Just the quantum soup Yeah, the constant clear I believe in you Put that shit in gear We ain't here to lose More than miniscule, Brittle Blues You! Switching lanes and switching schools of thought And I won't change it, I'll take you to war (Take you to war, take you to war, take you to war...) I no longer idle by, I'm biding my time For more More! More! I need it more More, More, yeah
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Written by: Christian Smith, Jack Mabie, Kito Stallworth, Marcus Armistead
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