Marlboro Red
Forbidden Rhythm
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When opportunity knocks I greet it in two wearing socks And my medulla oblongata is the truth in a box We groove like hula round your blocks like hoops when I walk I'll stop when mula buys a pool up in the hills with them rock Stars glistening, I raise the bar for making it drop And I blame this worlds wickedness for making me talk And my mamas waiting, she's watching the hands tick on the clock And she's watching her sunshine through the thick of the plot But her son is sick of this, he's spitting through his teeth as they rot So what's the difference ambiguous I'm taking the shot But it's often like that, these families raising dogs but they don't bite back You could amputate my arms and I'd probably grow a mic back How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds Still crafting with the hands of time Maximized, back to prime Tracks of mine get overlooked I write with Nazca lines And think in rhyme, I find it hides between my temples So you get tapped out like I'm trying to find the tempo It's that featherweight contestant, I demonstrate perfection They say that time is money it's all how you spend your seconds I'll captivate the essence, bars with every sentence Still cracking a cold case like veteran detectives If words are weapons then a poison pens expected And all my lines are dope it's like I'm peddling a setlist Settled into first for what it's worth I've been invested So do your best, I'll do my worst Cause if we're testing talent sets I'm resting bodies of work How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds Over the moon I'll just shoot for the stars And I don't need a room tonight I think I'll sleep in this bar My life's a flash in the pan it's over just as it starts So how's this kid supposed to stand when he's been crippled at heart The artistic mismatched gets to picking his part With a six pack this riff raff just lit up a dart And the tip of his zig zag seems to peek through the darkest of all places We're parked but our hearts race on the mark We held it down like capos, wore crowns for a minute Sat on thrones but now we're back in the catacombs kicking it Sharp sound slash throats when the rhythm hits Flash floods got me building boats and a bigger bridge So don't go asking for hope, like it's a privilege You'll get your hope and passion revoked by those who pillage it How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds How far until Mars I said These stars swim around in my head How hard can my heart get bent before I end up in the bar smoking Marlboro Reds
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Written by: Benjamin Baksa, Brody LaPlante
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