Marcus Goodine - Dock of the Bay lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah... Got Excited One time, uh huh Listen [Verse 1: Marcus Goodine] The introduction is something that isn't brought up Rather its developed from profit within the product A ma**ive gold mine I detach in a slow rhyme As a clock with two hands or an itch within a fur line A tick is in persistence Seconds that dolly down on the approach of a new host who really fictitious In the fact of the media Detailed fabrication of life from an unknown source who just adds in their own thought For the greater of good, the wikipidia The cabbage handed, demand that its in exchange For the simple case cause of what damage could really mean to'ya They say that life is a b**h but i fell in love with her twice Personalities locked, I got the key to her But for the ones' that lack in a fear of God And think the world is at an end from the stars I bring a meteor To take a chuck out your world because my point of view will scare the trouble minded And most are too blinded To even see through all the smoke and forget what they were reminded This calls for repetition I practice what I preach so I'm preaching what I practice, you needed a definition Lets say that you think that the only reason that i rap Is to have a bouquet of money to sit between my lap While people out in Africa fighting a civil war And the people out in Egypt are hurting within the core And I know, but for the sake of just rhyming lets stay up at it I tend to get ecstatic with lyrics within my fabric And see I'm quite thirsty So you can say what you want because everyday I'mma deal with people that curse me Depicted in lines is more of the times I do this for myself just to catch up, fifty-seven the Heinz Where procrastination left me behind But I'mma cast this line and sit with the hope that somebody will bite as I'm [Hook: Otis Redding] Sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time [Verse 2:Marcus Goodine] A dollar for a dream inside of my pocket As I Listen to what the people around me are watching Soaking up my defeat and it seems I'd rather be alone And stuck in my own pain so I can write it in a poem But hey, I've seen a lot of people try to handle this world Thinking some other is what they needed Whether it was the weed or whatever was drinking To help them swallow some pills, don't know what these people thinking Matter of fact I do I find myself lost within my thoughts Retracing back to the start, somebody throw me a clue Before I had this blunt in my hand and skipping out cla** Now I'm in the backseat looking at myself in the gla** n***as is laughing at me, anxieties elevated But had I been myself for the night I might of had made it Instead I gave in knowing my brain has speed limits Now a hit of this gas has my mind accelerated, Uh! The pictures in my head are lost in the beat The trunk rattles as I'm high and running the street I see a picture of a cross that's covered in blood From a begotten son, all because of his love Looking at it help me calm down but I'm conflicted in contradiction Who could have wrote the scripture that framed the essence that I'm supposed to be living by Could it be just the thought of a demon that I'm given high? They say that I'm living a lie But I can see a freemason sitting in church putting blood money in the tithes For the exchange of a brainwash or better yet A baptism of self for wealth in the devils water Old Testement faith inside has many ties Some will speak of the Illuminati with many tries But fail in peoples eyes Even if they can see it, they put yeast in the thought because conspiracy's' on the rise [Hook]