Give me a word and watch me make a rhythm.
I got Blue prints for days but watch me build em.
I had demons but **** em I killed em.
Phantom of the page, I run my theater with rage.
That's what they get for trying to put me in a cage.
I'm here to clear the air like sage. I'll take every breathe you should've saved. Unless your slate is clean no one leaves unscathed. Believe me after I audit your soul **** a toll no debt will go unpaid.
- MARCO MC-FLY
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC
If I told you a rhyme would you read it?
See the time it took me to speak it?
See how my pen bends words?
Watch as the straight lines merge?
See at last my craft in it's physical mass.
I am the director, these words are my cast.
They play scenes of true stories never seen.
Sometimes they play ***** sometimes they just too **** clean.
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 6:31 PM UTC
They Claiming they the supreme race but half of em wearing hoods to hide their face. To your own race you're a disgrace, and in this era you're outta place.
Only half a Rican the other white skin, and nobody said mine was prettier than or more than the next man with with a darker tan. So words from my white fam, **** the **** this was never your land!
How can you say black is a sin when Jesus was shrouded in Melanin.
Take your pride off the shelf and educate yourself before you disrespect some one else. This hate you hold is hazourdes to your health.
Do it for your children if no one else.
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 3:09 PM UTC
Drinking on a Saturday let's get tipsy
Smokin on a Saturday let's get hazy
Let's combine em sunday get crazy.
Watch a movie make some food let's get lazy.
Blend a smoothie fruity with a drop of *** island living like a beach ***
Let's play in the sand some.
Add up the drugs till we see sum.
Acid rappin till the visions come.
Acid rappin till I go shaman.
Create reality while dreaming.
Anticipate reality while scheming.
No hate, I'm ultra light beaming
Ain't no Tailor so I'm more than its seaming.
Infectious parasites be teeming eating your gut feelings.
Tell you, you ain't got a word worth speaking.
But a new generation I am leading.
To fix the world's internal bleeding.
Food for thought, I'm feeding.
Fall on me when you're leaning.
Good vibes is what you're reading.
Positivity be the remedy.
May Positivity be the death of me
I urge yall to research serenity.
While you ignore what life could be
And stayed glued to your phone and tv.
Stop letting media depict reality.
Roll a blunt go outside.
Don't forget your light.
Cause **** get dark When you see how things are.
Dont Lose sight of the North star and move backwards. Cause when **** goes south...
You refuse to go foward.
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 5:51 PM UTC
The devil asked me to sell him my soul.
So I asked god what he was offering...
-undecided
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC
My bars shoot so far
They clip Mars and peel back stars.
Yeah that's shooting stars.
Marco MC-FLY driving floating cars.
Check my Flux capacitor I'm the futures embassador.
Just a teacher to future leaders, one of loves top preachers.
Here to expose the creatures with hideous insidious features.
Exterminate every parasite in sight.
Terminate the hate that blocks sight of the light.
I have written to many 16's, about 20 16's
Trying to rise above the scenes they put on screens of events so malevolent, nothing but schemes painted as bad dreams like an orange faced president.
And it's got everyone hesitant. Breaking down like water in the sand, that's sediment. A country of immigrants who took every natives resident.
I GO by Marco MC-FLY because I've done my history lesson.
Payed attention asked better questions and seen the futures true intentions.
These false idols are the stars i shoot at.
Now that i see the intention of you falling I want my wish back.
Your nothing but a ball off gas and we can smell that,
Some of you wastes of space need to be replaced. They just trash stinking up the place....
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 6:40 PM UTC
Rappin like I'm strappin. Cause every time I rhyme it's a crime of passion. Directing these words to take action, splitting these ******** into fractions. Killing wack rappers for your satisfaction.
Bring back that boom bap for a new vibration. Cause we need to move this nation that slowing to stagnation. These new spitters have no inspiration. No words for the kids that spectating, they raise kids into self hating, unappreciating the knowledge awaiting.
You see.
My reason for breathing is to keep you believing in the dreaming worth seeing.
Rhyming to those who need some healing. The children need to know its ok to have feelings.
There's a king or queen in these young beings.
But you teach em to struggle from the beginning.
But I preach the hustles O.G. meaning.
Teach em your mental muscle out weighs and out pays dope dealing.
That when you die the last thing you take is your with your *** is cash and bling bling.
Teach these kids to run with no legs... Lil tink tink. So dont close your eyes, life passes by in a half blink.
**** conforming I'm preforming to make them think.
This country is not weak we're just on the brink of finding that missing link to confirm the only belief... wich is love, and only our love should reign from above. One love is the riches of all lives, from saints to thugs and that's because...
you matter, I matter, matter of fact we are all made of matter, and equality is still a missing factor. This country was built from immigrants, and it's insignificance has lead to neglence and ignorance. But our omnipresence could be start of our new independence, get out the past and rise up to the present. We have a presence that could change us from the accused to the defendants.
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC
Pride is my hindrance. no difference from icarus.
Flew too close to the sun trying to light one.
Thought it be fun to out do everyone.
Then the heat was on.
I melted like candle wax. came back down to earth with a crash and landed on my ***
On my back looking for a reason I'm still breathing.
What angel would have saved this heathin? Or am i a tool for my demons... When I come to, I'm hearing screaming. Then the familiar voices screaming turn Their back, theyre leaving. I tell em wait but it's too late one turns to say "we will not see your fate", as I'm still not aware of my state.
Still trying to catch my breath and feeling pain in my chest I decided I need a cigarette. Though the idea wasn't the best, it was the only thing I had left.
Suddenly I realize I'm laying on a train track
And as I look back I see a wrecked train. I see my loved ones scattered across a field in pain they all scream my name in vain looking at me with blame. I've never felt so much shame. And as I repeat my name and ask what I've done, I look back at the sun. And realize I need to get loose from this rail before I'm impaled by the next train to come.
I tell myself "don't panic this is not the time to come undone" then this tall man by the name of Mike walks by and pulls me right from my plight he said "I can show you the wings that give you infinite flight. Give you a purpose for flying".
Like a pitch black night his words were bit disquieting.
But I had no other faith worth trusting I believed in nothing.
I had to take a leap into a higher power and
Take twelve steps twice to the promise land.
Cause it took twenty years for me to see the real man.
That lived in the tip of my hand.
He showed me the value of rent, a concept on wich I'll never repent.
Then I was able to see my father again, and he showed me what the definition of a man meant.
Showed me what being respected meant and
Taught me your pride is not a sacrifice it's a sacrament.
As I got clean my work ethic got mean.
Yeah I got a job but my words were painting scenes.
Learning how to make my rhymes sing.
And that's when I knew my life was worth more than it seemed.
So I put it in ryhme schemes to redefine my dreams.
And that's when me and Mike started to see at different angles . Our every conversation turned into a tussle and tangle.
And soon after that, I was back on the downside of a old town hanging on by a string at a dangle.
Now I never had religion but I prayed once and I swear god sent me a legion of angels.
Old and new friends banded together. gave me a loan, some shelter and a new pad and pen that wrote this letter.
We stand side by side. any struggle just makes us better.
And everyday I look back at that sun and see how far I've come. How far we've come, I didn't do this alone, we're working on our own kingdom. Working on a new definition of freedom.
Where we spread our wings and flock in a V as team flying towards a dream to establish it's reality.
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC
The angels that you can and cannot see
float in and out of life so gracefully;
enfold in winged embraces one by one,
celestial comforters when day is done.
Some angels take the shapes of passers-by
so you might see the Spirit in their eyes.
A smile that lifts the day from the mundane;
a kind hand up, a loving act conveyed.
The unseen angels hover in the realm
where power manifested overwhelms
our common senses. There behind the scenes
they battle fears and reinforce our dreams.
Take counsel from a humbled man, once proud;
they only enter lives when they're allowed.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 7:40 AM UTC
Lookin to spread some posivity to dowce the hostility.
People acting like peace aint a possibility
But i Keep vibes of tranquility, violence dont fuell my energy.
To those spittin in a booth think of what your sayin to the youth. Give em energy hope and above all the truth.
Tell em how dope dealin got you parinoid.
Tell emhow *** and drinking wont fill the void.
Show em the beautiful people your drugs destroyed.
Tell em how those gun shot wounds at night keep you annoyed.
See im spreading the word not seeking a crown.
Im speaking with power that make your heart pound.
Now help me lift these souls before they put me in the ground.
Im speaking to lost who lookin to be found.
Dont worry ill find you, the light of my love spreads all around.
Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 7:33 PM UTC