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letra de great value spaghetti os - marc g

verse 1

5 dollars in my pocket
for a gallon of gas to get somewhere else still starving
harboting poverty
it ain’t even alarming
its my day to day
that’s why i fade away in the haze of lighting
a blunt for the pain coughing up resin
feeling like a p-wn in the game
great value spaghetti o’s
they be my daily allowance
its 54 cents a can but i could remember back when it was 33
if i don’t eat
there’s more of a chance i can pay the electricity
and i’m ready to work but there’s a lack of
living wagе job openings
folding hope, as a beggar, i can’t choosе to vote
still i elect to eat up your table scr-ps
before you could call me polo
and to what degree am i poor though?
the mistake of chasing a dream dedicating a life
to be scammed in university
40 hours a week ain’t sh-t to my 40k in debt
b-tch please, we forced to push 80
ditch a baby, thanksgiving and even the canned gravy
f-ck it, you’ll pay me to wash dishes 23 lost after doing everything that
they told me too, daily
suicidal cravings
but i ain’t even got the b-lls too
i tried three times
but when i look down, i only got 2
running out of excuses
but i can’t choose to prove it
my music is better than ever but its all just
another f-cking pipe dream, lucid
and i can’t afford to move
all boo-hoo ing
all my eggs in one basket
b-tch i been an addict smoking to the point where my pen is static
outta battery, lower than an unemployed salary
chasing a chief from a rip to blur my neural passages lost in a rift
chiefing the pen but i ain’t even got the ink
where my tribe is gone and grown up in a blink
while i chain myself to smoking it up
link per link while i tinker with
what future liquor, draft or path will lead to a fluid thinker
(at this point it’s just the ramblings of a g*nius that was taken advantage of and r- by the world, you can turn it off, swipe to the next song, like really, go)

verse 2

somebody help me man i’m self victimized and so helpless
haste out of it
in a sinners eyes yo i’m wealthless
can you penalize a young dreamer trying to envision a life not breathless
suffocation
im aware man i lost focus on all of life’s blessings now
i ain’t about it, ashamed about it
stupidity controlling it pains the loudest
famous spouses
i been the old coward
bought and sold my ounces
now it’s checks and balances my pay ain’t bouncing
i been off talent
seeing the sh-t without seeing the gift
now i seem invalid
seek the atlas
for a head line tour globally about it
shows are crowded from a young man’s eye
he a lion the proudest
voltage surges scream ballistic quick don’t miss
it up at will until you go at will and k!ll the balance now
lights are out
powers down
spots are open out here a kid hoping he gon find that moment
believe and breathe slow and in time he’s chosen
the mountain life
we out here, right
a sanctuary limiting the location rise basics
home grown and that’s the back to back tracing
a lack of legitimacy in this destination now
(yeah yeah yeah alright alright, you’re pushing yourself too hard man, hahaha
but really though, thank you for listening, the tesseract, sequel to egoless, whats next?)

- marc g

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