Marcus Orelias - We On (Must Be) Lyrics
[Verse 1: Marcus Orelias]Marcus Orelias, come with me or get left.Why like me? Yo girl been stressedPast dresses motivated bars I bench-pressedDropping science till the bell rangShoes had holes so I felt the painGot played, so I don’t play.Pockets got fat so she knows my name (ooo weee)Do they hit my line, coming quick and I love itJ.J. mixed so I spit sick throw up your spineGive me a millisecond or a kiloton; I’ll R.I.P. this at instanceI moonwalk on sentences till I free birds with sentences in a few daysBeen a minute and a long way, reminiscing on my old waysAnd I love the way she move that thang but heyHands on her hips she licks those lips when she see’s me flowShe don’t know yearned for hype they said no, so I became my ownNow what I need is TLC or P&P till I TNT, get high and won't come downCause they know the sound when I come aroundFrom that rebel of the undergroundWassup[Hook: BJ the Chicago Kid]You must be a fool to think that I ain't onAnd if you think I ain't onNigga you must not be onCause We On (x9)[Verse 2: Marcus Orelias]Everybody knows that we onIt took long getting the buzz strongHad to strive for it; go and get itDidn’t sleep much cause I couldn’t miss itNow I’m sending missiles headed from my mentalTo people’s minds on missed missionsPay attention, when you pay admissionsI used to write, stuck in detentionSo move to the beat when the DJ is spinning (uh)I see no competition (uh), in another dimensionIt’s been this way since I’ve known microphoneI wasn’t known, pre gold chains and nice phones.Watching talespin to make ya head spin, songs write themselvesStay up, when stress prevails and you feel hellHave no fear, what do you fear? (Failure probably)Don’t quit; show everybody why you…More sick than everybody; watch me. Take a picture, then copy.I stay on track when I rhyme on tracks; turning curbs 45 degrees.They laughed but it’s all good to me cause…Phony’s fall out like bad weaves, straightaway I’m on tracked beatsThis fame hit me like a ton of bricksSo you know I move quick, before she turn me onCause she knows that we on.Yeuh[Hook][Verse 3: Marcus Orelias]Some swear I wear emotions, put it all on my sleevePolice slap handcuffs, I hit back with these beats.Sleep; repeat, writing for Katie, Keisha and Brenda’s.Stats and politicians see our chances slim.No slimmer than an art career path.For the love you slim fastDon’t talk to me when I’m in the zoneSnapping to infiltrate every home.Stop on commercial, incase u missed it.I’m strapped to the nose of a rocket bout to take the breaks off.I’ve waited on this for so long.[Hook: BJ the Chicago Kid]You must be a fool to think I ain't onAnd if you think I ain't onNigga you must not be onCause We On (x9)
