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M-A-R-L-A-N-N-A My birth name, my purse name the same as my cloth grade A real G, I'm Gucci The pressure made a ruby The disrespect gon' make you meet the rude me Been too peace, in a two-piece I found peace on an island in the southeast Single, solo, but I ain't ringless, I drive the Audi like Tyrese My soul attached to me like a Siamese Besides these underratings, I'm flawed I cried tears out my eyes like Viola Davis, Fencing The one they call boring, still boarding I'm unseen, I'm morphine, I tried to ease your pain Now I'm morphing, some never change, I had to My blueprint come with new wings I made room for M. E. where the M's be I feel a way like Embiid E-M wit' a I-T, I told them on E-V-E Light, I was gon' shine this time I'ma put that on ME, on the homies, I'ma hone me Right or wrong, ducking stones thrown, David wit' the Roc, screaming, "Suck deez" I'm a nut case, unbelievable, like false accusers, rapists, they scream rape Does history repeat like Emmit's? Hmm, I hesitate Conflicting, wanting the guilty to receive karma and conviction May the innocent get redemption Did Michael really do it? Letras de cancionesI know media's influence Forgive me for my doubts, but too many times, it's been proven How men lie, women lie Lies run the world before the truth ties its shoes What's real? What's an illusion? Can you tell me? Whatever you understand it to me See you next appointment Who am I in this reality? Who am I without accolades and huge salary? Fuck all that noise Who am I if they don't love me back the same as I came to love them? Shame for picking me over living a fantasy That's their loss Who am I without the views? (Yeah) The point of view is that point and choose to judge who's worth it based on who you date, and Birkins I was told if they don't want to be or fuck you, it's not workin' (Fuck) Who am I without the churches? (Yeah) Who am I without these verses? (Yeah) Ain't met a verse on Earth or in the Metaverse Better keep searching still Tryna find my way out without appeal I've used the n-word more than going inward, how does that feel? (Fucked up) To be this naked, tryna find my way out the matrix for real Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? From Letras Mania