(Marcus, Pay attention. Pay attention, look at me when I'm talking to you.) Little marcus, you know you can do better than that Be an artist but never pay attention in cla** Ever since the darkness went down my spine It stuck into the carpet I've been hardly ahead of the last But thank god that this little kid Was never prescribed to take bottles of Ritalin It would have been a parent making a bad move Instead of seeing the cla**room as not enough stimulant This brain's a bit bigger, a sick picture Spill food on the hands and lick fingers When I needed to feed it I educated it When it feeded for treatment I medicated it and made it cleaner School's boring I didn't feel like it did anything for me So I didn't like it I didn't do poorly I just would of done a lot better if I could've drawn for every a**ignment I turned my art, into a bad habit Searched through my arm of true black magic Made a name out of graph and proceeded to tag it On paper, than graduated to fat cat tips From that point on Me and the rest of this world had begun Our Lovely divorce. From the walls that I bombed I thought I was hip hop but graffiti was only my introductory course I never really knew what it was to feel free I never really knew what it was to build things I never had the taste of the animal that chased After capital immortalities more appealing
I grew to like the ink in my blood I knew that life shouldn't be what it was I'm separated from she So the presence of me Goes from peasant to king When I speak over drums Chorus: Born as a man (born as a man) I never really objected til I was torn from the plan. (torn from the plan) I didn't know what I invested would transform what I am. (transform what I am) From abnormal to majestic, now I'm more than a man (more than a man) X2 Reverse contact to the Earths gone back Through a still night, I'm a k** mics The ill tight that was built with the right Components to steal Light from the painted picture That I came from But I ain't done anxiously Turn everyday citizens From a unice to a head that will go the lengths for me Where humble beginnings turn To amplify floodings Being born with a gift Is only a myth Cause real MC's study And I took that intransit didn't look instantly For the sk** to be there I broke down the steps that I had to progress through The first one's learn to breathe air Then it started falling in place Formed with a crew, when I through what I knew In a smooth flow that lags a little—late And I started to separate Never effort wasted, edification This is the basement This is Where I patiently awaited my transformation Chorus x2