Ill take time to say something.
If you want an album better than the Massacre, Encore and the likes, and you like the underground style then go and get a copy of John Cena and Tha Trademarc - You cant see me
And dont come in telling me that Cena cant rap because 1) He can 2)This isnt fully about him
Even though Cenas name is the on the marquee, and he does come tight even better than I expected, Its Trademarc who steals the show and proves that he could hang with just about anyone.
The dude comes sick on every track and should be getting the recognition that a bunch of these other rappers dont deserve.
Check out, Flow Easy, Keep Frontin (tight Big L sample), This is How we Roll (nice westcoast sound),Dont Fuck with Us and If it all Ended tomorrow.
The beats on the album are hot aswell. Nice appearances from Freddie Foxx and Esoteric!
Dont sleep on it.
My camo colors dog they be beige and brown
That shit was all love 'til you cowards came around
With the same ol' sound that's why your payroll down
That's how the game go now that's why you ain't gain ground
Cause you stuck on then dog, you ain't on now
And that's how it's been baby cause you ain't know how
You move your pen lazy maybe or your beats don't pound
I move quicker than the word on the street go 'round
I write down every lesson that my peeps hold down
You let your heat go blaow if you ain't speak profound
I write sixteens down 'til I hit green now
Makin up slang, ain't know what shit mean now
Trademarc, Marc Predka, jot the real name down
You can catch it on every marquee in town
Sayin Trademarc, ain't nobody like you now
Probably sweatin this track dog, go wipe your brow
I don't smile as such, buddy, ain't much funny
You touchy feely rappers claimin that you fuckin gully
I live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look bitch
You love me, that's why you got your style from me
Most sayin Marc Predka's overconfident
It's only cause they jeally that my profile is prominent
The dominant factor is the money I'm after
Your opinion ain't mean shit buddy - I ain't ask ya
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
It is what it is and was what it was so watch ya wordplay
Trademarc lay you where the buzzards and birds play
I write rhymes 'til ya boy is heard mayne
Cause alls I got, is my voice and word
Sophisticated rapper the dapper lover the don
It's on baby pah yeah word is bond
Cut the check and I'll rock, every word of the song - what now?
If you want an album better than the Massacre, Encore and the likes, and you like the underground style then go and get a copy of John Cena and Tha Trademarc - You cant see me
And dont come in telling me that Cena cant rap because 1) He can 2)This isnt fully about him
Even though Cenas name is the on the marquee, and he does come tight even better than I expected, Its Trademarc who steals the show and proves that he could hang with just about anyone.
The dude comes sick on every track and should be getting the recognition that a bunch of these other rappers dont deserve.
Check out, Flow Easy, Keep Frontin (tight Big L sample), This is How we Roll (nice westcoast sound),Dont Fuck with Us and If it all Ended tomorrow.
The beats on the album are hot aswell. Nice appearances from Freddie Foxx and Esoteric!
Dont sleep on it.
My camo colors dog they be beige and brown
That shit was all love 'til you cowards came around
With the same ol' sound that's why your payroll down
That's how the game go now that's why you ain't gain ground
Cause you stuck on then dog, you ain't on now
And that's how it's been baby cause you ain't know how
You move your pen lazy maybe or your beats don't pound
I move quicker than the word on the street go 'round
I write down every lesson that my peeps hold down
You let your heat go blaow if you ain't speak profound
I write sixteens down 'til I hit green now
Makin up slang, ain't know what shit mean now
Trademarc, Marc Predka, jot the real name down
You can catch it on every marquee in town
Sayin Trademarc, ain't nobody like you now
Probably sweatin this track dog, go wipe your brow
I don't smile as such, buddy, ain't much funny
You touchy feely rappers claimin that you fuckin gully
I live poor but look rich, I hit raw, you look bitch
You love me, that's why you got your style from me
Most sayin Marc Predka's overconfident
It's only cause they jeally that my profile is prominent
The dominant factor is the money I'm after
Your opinion ain't mean shit buddy - I ain't ask ya
It's gon' be what it's gon' be
It is what it is and was what it was so watch ya wordplay
Trademarc lay you where the buzzards and birds play
I write rhymes 'til ya boy is heard mayne
Cause alls I got, is my voice and word
Sophisticated rapper the dapper lover the don
It's on baby pah yeah word is bond
Cut the check and I'll rock, every word of the song - what now?
