Mars (dream Team) Lyrics - Az

Though I walk through the Valley of Death 

I never got lost or took cowardice steps 

I move honorably, gained a lot of respect 

Saw of poverty but wouldn't trade God for success 

In fact maybe I'm too advanced for crack babies 

My impact is similar to Basquiat paintings 

Visually fascinating, reality rap - not the fabricated 

We'll have you anxious to sell weight 

Feds are patient like architects building cases 

The foundation is information I give in my lyrics ain't easily assimilated, my pen is crazy 

I went from livin' on the edge, to the realm of greatness 

Who's willed here to exist if this is continuation of skill revealed in music we originated 

Then places full of napped hair melanated 

Descendants of slaves who found ways to elevate it 

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Gray's anatomy, amazed with duality 

I inhaled to propel through polarity 

Rap reality, trapper, actor or athlete 

Choose carefully, use vernacular accurately 

None after me, number four's factually 

I'm the core conquistador of the faculty 

Bastard seed black fatigues 

Prestigious since Ellesses from the master's league 

Master's weed, placed on a mantle with a Jack Daniels 

[?] handle 

Tap the sample of proof, cop and bounce 

Never announce financial losses, stop the count 

Lost but found was both in the same breath 

The souls remains fresh, every dose came correct 

To gain respect, hoodie on for the goons 

So fuck the fake cop that shot little Trayvon 

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I rep my city hard, I live for it 

I'm like a shotgun blast when I'm recordin' 

I bring down the house like Steve Martin 

You can smell weed when your boy Tree bought it 

Call me Delta, you can earn air miles 

Tracks like dirty laundry, I air it out 

Redman like a movie, I'm Paramount 

That's why they imitating me, like Weird Al 

Boy, in the club I get budded 

Gilla House general, nigga don't butt in 

Circle around the block, tell 'em I'm coming 

It's no VIP, I'm in like Bruh Man 

But I kick back and roll purp up, yes 

And write an ill flow when the surf's up, yes 

I stay grindin' when the thirst's up 

Hip-hop my bitch, watch how I work her! 

Short nights make the days longer 

And your problems start to weigh on ya 

Gotta pray when they prey on ya 

Feel kinda funny when the four pounds stays on ya 

You think it's much better to hustle for European luxury, American muscle 

It's bricks or bread in the duffel are too long gone 

Beware of the leather to touch you 

Thinkin' is it better to crush you or just walk away 

Looking at your neck, put the hawk away 

The pain'll remain, the rain'll wash the chalk away 

My problems way [?] walk away 

Swimmin' in the waters with the great white 

On a highway but you don't see my brake light