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normal day (interlude) - marqus turner lyrics

(c’mon look a little scared, otherwise why would i have any fun, little doll?)

[intro: huncho nemoh]
yea, whoo, i feel it, yeah yeah, yeah

[verse: marqus turner]
today was just a normal day
three o’clock fresh out of school
just chilling at the crib
til’ six*thirty i’ll play it cool
make my way to the life beat
and catch the cool dudes
chilling with em’ while they
hit they blunt and drink they pimp juice
now as i walk threw the door
they in there shooting hoops
but i make my way upstairs as i hit the booth
spitting my heated rhymes
spitting my foolish flows
n*ggas would walk in thinking im the next j.cole
but when they hit the lights
it made me wanna fight
just go home think about it
son, and make it tight
it had me thinking my n*gga
how can i make it better?
how can i make the best
pizza without no cheddar?
but anyways we just chilling at the corner store
shooting dice s’more beat playing
while they hear me flow
but when i raised my eyes i saw this girl from class
she was that short dark skin that had a fat ass
i said “girl it’s to dark get up off the streets
it’s passed your bedtime hurry home beat your feet”
a n*gga had to walk home by his d*mn self
it was just me and my beats all by my d*mn self
now as i walked down the street
saw a car rush and skeet (skurt)
four n*ggas jumped out
start blasting near me
saw one n*gga bussing he raised his arm s’more
did the smart n*gga thing and just jumped to the floor
asking the lord “please please, let me live s’more
let me write another rhyme do another epic show”
as i got up i was nervous had the bee’s knees
started busting again and nearly grazed my jeans
i just went back to the floor and watched it all again
peeped down the road, and saw royalty posse friends
hoping they ain’t snoozing
jumped in the car cruising
thank the lord i made it out
with only bumps and bruises
saw so many n*ggas on the ground
it left me stuck, left me stuck with a thoughtless frown
walked up to em’
he had his hand on his neck his hand on his chest
stopped breathing and that ain’t the rest, yeah
i came home traumatized
had to tell my momma the story
she almost cried

- marqus turner lyrics

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