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letra de indiana 09' interlude - marsiell

“odessa”, “west”

verse:

all these people want to talk about things that don’t apply to them
guess they life not worthy, that’s why they politic
less focus on you grants more of it to all of them
high school sh-t, but you mature then ball on them
i feel great, nah really i feel great
this girl tried to expose everything that i ain’t, can’t
mind you ya boy mind is out of this state
i had to check her, i’m playing chess upset i checked out her mate
fate in yo hands boy, stack yo plans
like your racking up them grands
cause the day you tell your parents
they not to quick to understand
yo dreams to overbearing, its that music you be blaring
you want that money and the respect
to go in the hood undeclaring
you better talk that sh-t n0body wanna hear you cry
set that sh-t aside, too vulnerable in 2009
wish i could lie and say i was not that guy
wish i could flip and turn life around
if i’m 99 and 1, destiny almost had a child
was 16 referencing times at 25
they say real eyes, realize, real lies
still, pictures convince you those are real smiles
the white house added soul, obama’s have gon live
you n-ggas grease (greece) like athens
obama did make it happen, he saved the queen from her castle
this sh-t was up in inferno
he delivered really, trump like dijourno but
you switch your teachers, they gon switch what you learn tho
personal-ly living what i write in these journals
theres times me and my n-ggas lived with lack of concern tho
tryna do it big like bed-stuy
and leave the booth looking like the house after left-eye

hook:

09′ in indiana (repeat)

verse:

big bro was doing his thang down there in bloomington
inspired as f-ck, he just opened up for wiz khalifa
i’m bout to spit too, f-ck it he said don’t follow leader
cause if you imitating a&r’s won’t bother neither
but sh-t all the trees you see, came from a seed
convince me martin wouldn’t tell me to follow my dreams
people call you soft for giving a d-mn
but i was never hoover, b-tch i flow like the euphrates
life get tough, depression hit, i just prayed on my knees
i p-ss a mirror, see my pops and i picture 80’s
murray’s grease was the wave, du-rag creates these
these grab the ladies, i got’s the latest magazine
of slam on my stand, i’m a stan that’s the dream
you can’t name a n-gga who ain’t hoop for his team
and say he better, i’m still spitting peppers
i bring the heat like south beach
don’t like me? no f-cks don’t got my scarlet letter

- marsiell

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