Cage

Marcus Swain

Yea
Yea yea

It's King

Trapped behind some bars
Feelin locked up in this cage
Im pacin back and forth
On the wall I mark the days
Gotta keep on chuggin
Even though im feelin cray
My mind be fuckin travelin
Deeper into this haze

Some will say it's to slow
But idc that's fine
They can say what they want to say
Or whatever stemmin from they mind
I told my mom i'm doing this really
Im really doin this
Aint gon be nothin silly
You feel me
Nothin like these other rappers
Thinkin they be comin up
Give em the upper cut
Fuck em up
They be gettin bucked
Chucked and
Thrown out the window of a plane
Cause the bar i set is too high
Make the niggas go insane
You thinkin im searchin for fame
When really just tryna tap into ya'll brains
And make you question if you sane
Simple and plain
Like some pocodots
Broken clocks
Cause I got no time for paradox
It's time to stop
Just Makin excuses
Being incompetent
Walkin this earth
Not tryna live
Why do young niggas die?
A question from inside
Got me Shakin in fear
Prayin that i make it out alive
I'll make it out of here

Fuck it
Load the clip
Here I come
Cock it back, cock it back
Bitch you better run
Bout to spray
This Hypothetical gun
Lyrical AK
Bout to have some fun
It's my day to shine
And show you mother fuckers it's my time
Feelin sublime
Shed the light
Come from behind
In the game
Ima dark horse
You can't see me
But bess believe you gon hear me
Through the speakers i be beamin
You can catch my drift
Feelin magnificent
Chanel my inner soul
It's immaculate
Let me show you whats happenin
Tappin into my mind
And im dippin into my heart
Transformin like I was prime
This the prognosis
Im proud and well devoted
To perfectin my craft
Never finishin last
Put yo speakers on blast
So you can hear me son
With the way i changed mentalities
Im Feelin like already won

Yea
Uhuh

Marcus King

Cage

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