Marion Morrison

The world is unjust

So I don't plan to do the beat justice

Doom set the bar so high it's got the munchies

Here we are, check the breath

Forget the mic, discover if I'm dumb or deaf

Ask me how I embody legacy, it's no games

I'm here to match the set

Bet for five and I'm countin' on ten

Stones throw paid the man and I gave them cassettes

And they sold like it wasn't a dead medium

Then he could feel the ghost of those that preceded him

No presumptions

Here to crush and watch people malfunction like johnny five or somethin'

But it ain't easy winnin' over fans who's waitin' for jaylib 5 and madvillain 7

That's why I'm working everyday

I realize the asshole that's parked in my space

And by those I mean the weakly ignoramus with nice teeth, abs and got some dumb shit to say

You and I are not in the same lane

I speak deathbed regardless of where the cards lay

Best cover your heart with leba spray

You shouldn't touch this brother like a wet coat of paint

I'm here to force the rap world motion

To the final frontier, be it space or ocean

I came king from a towel boy, know my name jonwayne

Iller than that fucking actor cowboy

(Ahh, don't clap, you know you don't mean that shit)

Aw, fuck you, I'm on the fringe, mackelmore ain't got shit on me

The next person to give me the white handicap

Daps gets diced like the cheese that you beat

Get slapped like the beats of????

Rest in peace

The bass never cease, the coffin never creaks

'Til I'm deceased, but my fans plead with me to keep singing decrees

I will, when I'm up in the scene, I can feel the whole room sink 100 degrees

As if it couldn't handle their mind free of disease, they put on their pleather jackets and leave

They don't wanna hear the truth

They'd rather turn up, pop molly and shoot the juice

You would rather do lines then hear 'em

So I'm on the backburner as I contemplate the serum

Not the syrup, dammit, don't make me stir up the pot and smoke you out like the neighborhood watch

So what I got the hood watchin', I been had the coast buzzin' from long beach to stockton

But I still got a long way

I'm hoping this mixtape will take me over the bay

Even your momma knows I deserve it by getting the platinum plaque for outstanding service

I'm here to force the rap world motion

To the final frontier, be it space or ocean

I came king from a towel boy, know my name jonwayne

Iller than that fucking actor cowboy