1. |
Like My Caddy
02:53
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Cheffin on my tracks
beat like my caddy
try to please everyone
now everyones mad at me
Retirement home, I’m the cook
when I write raps, I write em in my recipe book
now I wear Hawaiian shirts, it hurts, they go crazy
when I light up in the caf after work with the ladies,
now I still want to know about everything
but until that day your gonna hear me sing like...
(x2)
Cheffin on my tracks
beat like my caddy
try to please everyone
now everyones mad at me
I’ve been workin on my stroke
get me down to Florida,
think my swing’s magic?
Naw bitch I’m a performer
made my two foot putt
bitch this is our style,
ya’ll can wear a polo
bitch I’m wearin argyle.
Now I don’t even know, I’ve been takin shots since hole 4
If I don’t make my par right then what the fucks this all for!
Got women on my mind, women on my watch
let the boys play let the old men talk, sayin...
(x2)
Cheffin on my tracks
beat like my caddy
try to please everyone
now everyones mad at me
Alright now take it slow
6 in my pocket 3 to go
my path to greatness:
lights and the cameras and the new cars,
if I grew up in the 80’s I woulda been a rock star!
And my girlfriends a model,
work hard get better
that’s like the clubhouse motto
round and round we go the same
but everyone I know keep sayin...
(x4)
Cheffin on my tracks
beat like my caddy
try to please everyone
now everyones mad at me
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2. |
Big In Europe
02:58
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Speed It Speed it up. I can do this all day.
I was big in Europe, gettin radio play.
And models got my number cuz I threw myself away
cuz I thought I was a poor man.
13 made my first beat, 8 years later
bout 200 open mics on my birthday
crowds Its been 2 to 20, dreamin im leavin
Ive lost my best friends chasin, Ive seen failure but failure has meanin
I got a whole lot of demons
Ohh I can see em,
Ive been putting this putting this off too long.
And I don’t even have my first foot down.
Soundin crazy to everyone I meet.
Predictin on my own bad fate writin it down on a sheet
They dont know me, and they don’t know my music
I’m just a voice on a beat, and lookin like a loser
first and foremost I’m producin. Mark you made this? no way
Still never gonna make it, I heard the devil in me say...
Speed It Speed it up. I can do this all day.
I was big in Europe, gettin radio play
models got my number cuz I threw myself away
Cuz I thought I was a poor man.
Heard the devil in him say
Be good, what the hell does it mean.
I trick myself to think the law meant bad things.
I think its more.
And everyone around me’s a casualty of moral war
that happens door to door
we got a whole lot of demons
Woah I can see em.
We been putting this putting this off too long.
And we dont even have the first idea of what we’re up against
Tell me you dont have the same feelin, I’ve been on the fence
Brother they don't know me, and they don’t know my music
I’m just a voice on a beat, and lookin like a loser
first and foremost I’m producin. Mark you made this? no way
Still never gonna make it, I heard the devil in me say…
1 thought thinkin luck could come up short
2 all these winners that are playin my sport
3 maybe my skills behind the day
But there's a legend in my mind so let the devil in me say
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3. |
LA Dies Tomorrow
02:54
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Fightin down the world
actions make a soldier
fightin for a girl,
actin like he knows her like he knows himself
but he don’t know nobody else
so when the masses ask for fire better act like hell.
Now to win he’s gotta play the game,
He goes, he goes
into the darkness now and hopefully
she knows she knows,
if he said it ain’t for you
he’d be lyin lyin,
and lots of good men lose
but he’s tryin tryin tryin...
(Chorus)
He’s a dead man
sleepin with some broken dreams
now he’s got a broken heart
shoutin baby please baby please
He knows he’s out of time
He knows he’s out of everything
but nothin’s gonna stop him
shoutin please baby please
Hold back
everybody’s bout that life
hold back
boy you don’t even know what that’s like,
So tell me what, tell me what you wanna be
I want that neon life, make it so she’ll never talk to me
so help me see, if I could make the nightlife move like that
then you could make his whole life move like this...
so maybe you’re the strong, maybe I’m the weak
neon synths in the California breeze got
everybody movin but no he ain’t
everybody feel the groove he just fights to stay awake
(Chorus)
He’s a dead man
sleepin with some broken dreams
now he’s got a broken heart
shoutin baby please baby please
He knows he’s out of time
He knows he’s out of everything
but nothin’s gonna stop him
shoutin please baby please
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4. |
My Life's Changin
02:41
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One day
One day this will be too much for me.
Yesterday was Sunday
and I’m not where I wanna be
old souls of a new world
seem to be my best friends now
cuz everybody’s in it for a minute when their young
and now it’s just one big countdown
(X3)
My life’s changin I can feel it right now
makin my life changes
best believe I’ve been around some pain but
You don’t even know all the places I’ve been
say: who the man, who the man, who the man of sin
You don’t even know all the conflict I’ve been in
sayin: who the man, who the man, you the man of sin
Seein everybody from a past life
comin in and out of vision like a flashlight
candy painted lipstick stuck in my mind
and it’s heavy so it felt like
time
goes
by so slowly and everybody does
got dreams God told me
fears a lot like love
I forget who I was and I swing and miss
when you go through the years and the months of the panic
breakin down walls then you feel like this sayin
(X2)
My life’s changin I can feel it right now
makin my life changes
best believe I’ve been around some pain but
You don’t even know all the places I’ve been
say: who the man, who the man, who the man of sin
You don’t even know all the conflict I’ve been in
sayin: who the man, who the man, you the man of sin
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5. |
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(chorus)
I keep on making excuses
Swollow me down, yeah
And baby it’s music
They dont need me around
Wake up and its 2’oclock
look at all the stuff I got
used to tell myself I’m not an addict but I am
rock bottom felt great but in my dreams I’m flyin
I get distracted with my unconventional abuses
my constitutions useless cuz...
(chorus)
(Funk Munks)
Don’t sing if you don’t sing out
tell me what’s the point if you can’t tell how
I got a list of excuses, body of bruises
inside a fire’s alive, I need to light the fuses.
Is that all you brought to put me out?
Good luck and the bad luck’s bringin be down
(chorus)
(X2 with Funk Munks)
And ain’t no one distractin me
Unless you work it like Alina Li
I keep on making excuses
they swollow me down, yeah
And baby it’s music
They dont need me around
(X2 with Funk Munks)
And ain’t no one distractin me
Unless you work it like Alina Li
(X4)
(Funk)Baby I’m the problem,
baby you’re the cause.
I put it in the groove
(Mark) with some Mo- Town sauce
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6. |
Rolling Stone
03:04
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Maybe she will and maybe she wont
but I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you
Sittin by myself. Anxiety and liquor
and a phone call away, nervous and I picture
all the things I should say but I’m too scared to say em.
I’m a hater of the game and I don’t wanna play em.
Too fast, it happened too fast
I never got any answers to the questions cuz I never asked
Hold up, I can drowned her when Im sleepin
But I’m right back to same thing on the weekend so
(X2)
Maybe she will and maybe she wont
but I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you
I used to sit in the back seat smoking
Love of my life in the front seet jokin bout stupid shit,
closing a new song.
Just put me down, just kill me let move on
wake up wake up, this aint a dream
I gotta wake up wake up from this devils fate for me.
I’m choking, she thinks im jokin
I wrote her back,
Not knowin
I was putting myself in her hands like that so
(X2)
Maybe she will and maybe she wont
but I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you
Makes me think that I hate you
and so maybe you should hate me too,
cuz that would take away the guilt
for all the memories I made myself lose
no I’m just some pessimistic kid
in some pessimistic world
with an optimistic heart that I can talk to this girl so
(X4)
Maybe she will and maybe she wont
but I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you
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7. |
Like Kings
03:09
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Run man run, get ya to the ocean
we can live like kings and dance in slow motion so
Run man run, get ya to the ocean
we can live like kings and dance in slow motion
Confidence is beauty, success is beautiful
cliches that haunt our phones
that pretend they never knew me.
Who’s that? I’m panicking.
Move back. I’m at it again
lose focus motives own us
wrote this sick track goals get frozen
one down but my negativitys so loud.
But I ain't gonna quite
Till I get back what ya taken away.
So I put em on my back
and they’re makin me say
(chorus)
So whatchu gonna do
Gotta find something
Gotta find something new
Maybe musics at the end of its line
Or maybe we just left something
back back back in time.
So I made tracks a lot
Put it on my train then I floor it and don't stop
You don't like my train? Well why not?
You gotta playlist full of songs that don't rock
Good lord so it pans like this.
Everybody everybody everybody pissed
and I make the beat and I make the mix
and I make the chorus and it goes like this
(chorus)
Anybody here feel like James Brown
(and thats the way I like it) na nana na nana na na na na
Make it hot like the Temptations
(and thats the way I like it) na nana na nana na na na na
Put it in the pocket like Dr. Dre
(and thats the way I like it) na nana na nana na na na na
And Scream it loud like Rick James
(and thats the way I like it) na nana na nana na nana na nana
(chorus)
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8. |
They'll Be Singin
02:53
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(chorus)
They’ll be singin’ how’d ya do that
thinkin I’m a loose cannon
but I’ve been down down down down down
Til they’re singin how’d ya do that
thinkin I’m a bruised man
but I’ve been down down down down down
Til they’re singin
Operator
Tell me what your name is
tell me who do you love
and what they’re faced with
tell the people who’s the good guy who to follow
I was thinkin I’m Achilles on the redline in Chicago.
Ya want greatness better run boy
ya want a hero in your life but you’re done boy
and ain’t no one gonna listen til you prove that
til all your old friends thinkin like ‘who’s that’
(chorus)
Some people open doors
Some close em
Some people laugh at dreams
Some hold em
Never claimed to be one of God’s men
but I bend and I’d be lyin if I said I hadn’t wrote him
Once, twice, three times
turned 19 then I started to realize
everyone around me’s a jokester
but maybe that ain’t free will
maybe something FORCED EM
Give me a pulse man and I’m behind ya
just give me a beat.
She said I want somethin stead of turnin around
and medicating the weak.
(chorus)
(X4)
Maybe he’s a winner
Maybe he’s a lie
but he’s playin not to lose
you can see it in his eyes
(chorus)
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9. |
Detroit City
03:22
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Baby I feel like Detroit City
Baby I feel like Detroit City, Detroit City
Sometimes I feel weak enough to fall over
But If I let it show through they’ll see it and fold me under myself
crush me like a boulder on the cement.
A concrete oder was stoppin me from bein brave.
Slave to my own self. Slave to the fear for my own health.
I’d like to be the king of where my dreams go.
But if I dream around here what do we know
Free Throws, but no team mates and no coach.
No pretty cheerleaders sitting on the side ropes.
And if anyones back against the wall with me
You know what I’m sayin...
I feel like Detroit City
Baby I feel like Detroit City
...On my mind. You thought about it did nothin and now your outta time.
I remember sittin in my car thinkin. 97 cavelier, with the engine light blinkin
and it still is damn. I think it must run cuz i need it to.
It’s gonna see me to the next open mic with my drivers ed money.
Walked straight in- everybody’s lookin at me funny-
Got CD’s in my backpack, tracks through my phone jack,
probly think i rap wack. But they don’t know that I’ve been
doin this a long time with no support nothin but
thats why lately I’ve been fuckin with a place called
I feel like Detroit City
Baby I feel like Detroit City
20 for the gas
5 for the show
Back of my mind I know
I probably ain't got a damn chance at this.
Alone In my room as I clap to this
I got my hands up
bustin through the door they hands up
lookin for a savior just hand up
baby put my demons down help my morals stand up
Stead of sittin home alone wishin I was man enough
Had a run of bad luck, but lookin for my callin
everyone will hate me for it, but I’m sick and tired of stalin.
Ok ok, the kids into music is he.
But right now nobodys listening so…
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Mark D Beats Lansing Charter Township, Michigan
I'm a producer from Michigan. I used to be in a history rap group.
My influences are
The Temptations, James Brown, Lincoln Park, Dr. Dre, 3OH!3, Cab Calloway. Still, I mainly focus on individual songs rather than entire groups.
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