[Verse 1: Rapsody]
M-A-R-L-A-N-N-A
My birth name, my purse name the same as my cloth grade
A real G, I'm Gucci; the pressure made a ruby
The disrespect gon' make you meet the rude me
Been too peace in a two-piece
I found peace on a island in the Southeast
Single, solo, but I ain't ringless—I drive the Audi like Tyrese
My soul attached to me like a Siamese
Beside these undеr-ratings, I'm flawed
I cried tears out my еyes like Viola Davis fence scene
The one they call boring still boarding
I'm unseen, I'm morphin'
I tried to ease yo' pain—now, I'm morphine
Some never change; I had to—my blueprint came wit' new wings
I made room for M-E where the Ms be; I feel a way like Embiid
E-M wit' a I-T; I told them on E-V-E
Light I was gon' shine—this time, I'ma put that on me
On the homies, I'ma hone me, right or wrong, duckin' stones thrown
David wit' the Roc, screamin', "Suck these!"
I'm a nutcase, unbelieveable, like false accusers—rapists, they scream, "Rape!"
Does history repeat like Emmett's? Hmm, I hesitate
Conflictin', wantin' the guilty to receive karma and conviction
May innocent get redemption (Did Michael really do it?)
I know media's influence; forgive me for my doubts
But so many times, it's been proven how men lie, women lie
Lies run the world before the truth ties its shoes
What's real? What's illusion? Can you tell me?
M-A-R-L-A-N-N-A
My birth name, my purse name the same as my cloth grade
A real G, I'm Gucci; the pressure made a ruby
The disrespect gon' make you meet the rude me
Been too peace in a two-piece
I found peace on a island in the Southeast
Single, solo, but I ain't ringless—I drive the Audi like Tyrese
My soul attached to me like a Siamese
Beside these undеr-ratings, I'm flawed
I cried tears out my еyes like Viola Davis fence scene
The one they call boring still boarding
I'm unseen, I'm morphin'
I tried to ease yo' pain—now, I'm morphine
Some never change; I had to—my blueprint came wit' new wings
I made room for M-E where the Ms be; I feel a way like Embiid
E-M wit' a I-T; I told them on E-V-E
Light I was gon' shine—this time, I'ma put that on me
On the homies, I'ma hone me, right or wrong, duckin' stones thrown
David wit' the Roc, screamin', "Suck these!"
I'm a nutcase, unbelieveable, like false accusers—rapists, they scream, "Rape!"
Does history repeat like Emmett's? Hmm, I hesitate
Conflictin', wantin' the guilty to receive karma and conviction
May innocent get redemption (Did Michael really do it?)
I know media's influence; forgive me for my doubts
But so many times, it's been proven how men lie, women lie
Lies run the world before the truth ties its shoes
What's real? What's illusion? Can you tell me?
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