Fun Fact, back in Detroit, my Dad gave me the nickname the mighty warrior
One of extreme wisdom and skill
I'll never forget the course that set for me
Coolest kid on da corner of Orchard Road
Who would grow to have the whole world in his portfolio
So magnificent, every move a chess move
As i've learned from my father the art of war Sun Tzu
Mind of Titan, mighty warrior the emporium
Filled with action figures, nerf guns and game informer books
Boy genius, many foe come to recognize
Human reincarnation of unknown decepticons
Plethora of mechanical capabilities
Match with an imagination of creative infinities
Befriending the only savages i ever knew
Comprised of a bird, brodie n homies across da street too
1st underclassmen back of da bus
Gamblin hostin fights no one knew it was us
Splitscreen halo wit big bro tevaun ryan nick
Made up for any hoes who were not yet on my dick
Fun fact, I didn't even lose my virginity until half way through my senior year of HS
I still remember my homie Nate was like yo, bruh its something different about you
Fall 09 met da realest ones of my tenure
Da homies Scuado, Ant kimbo eddie, chat riley benjamin
My niggas, also some women i will not mention
Just know we were stupid deep
Young Black atlanta new elite
None of us pledge greek
Not egyptian enough
Too much gold in our genes
Whatever, graduated den made it down to Miami
Da land of beauty, fake booties palm trees and plan b
Medicated drugs not used for medicinal
The effort people propel with always a minimal
People tellin me im successful when i am not
Because of what i did, who i did and where i rot
Let me tell you, the ones i used to see as successful
Are tellin me my millionaire mind-craft will be bless soon
And i find that ironic, figurative reasons i am what i am, plot twist
Fun fact, i call myself the Titan because i feel like an army of one
Ever learning, ever evolving, ever expanding
Into the energy around me at an accelerated rate
Now an adult
I've copied the cadence of underground Kendrick
Friday Night Cole, now i dig da hole others mimic
Find the jewels i implant in the entandras i spit
Every verse demonstrate my fresh exotic and rich
Dominatrix of dis game i rip da Towel off dat bitch
Style on dat lay and 1 Personal foul on dat bitch
Game winner from da 3rd row of da crowd on dat bitch
Not an ounce of dat weak subordinate doubt as i drip
Hard work sweat tears and knowledge
Chaos anger in my blood progress da flow ive clotted
Disease ridden, i'm comin for anyone who wanna taste
Only time you see my head down is when i'm sayin grace So i pray,
Forgive them father for they know not what they've done
Who i am what i've become under sand and sun
Im only one right turn away
Ive assembled the avengers who will earn in my wake
Should i dream and let the world getta sniff of dis steak
Take a whiff, what u smell is my erected dick bitch slappin face
And when u lookup its a man in a cape
Muthaf*cka dats Marc, King Kong Great Ape
Get da f*ck off my dick
Fun Fact, as of March 15, 2019, not one black lyricist
Marc.Made - Orchard Road Lyrics
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Fun Fact, back in Detroit, my Dad gave me the nickname the mighty warrior
One of extreme wisdom and skill
I'll never forget the course that set for me
Coolest kid on da corner of Orchard Road
Who would grow to have the whole world in his portfolio
So magnificent, every move a chess move
As i've learned from my father the art of war Sun Tzu
Mind of Titan, mighty warrior the emporium
Filled with action figures, nerf guns and game informer books
Boy genius, many foe come to recognize
Human reincarnation of unknown decepticons
Plethora of mechanical capabilities
Match with an imagination of creative infinities
Befriending the only savages i ever knew
Comprised of a bird, brodie n homies across da street too
1st underclassmen back of da bus
Gamblin hostin fights no one knew it was us
Splitscreen halo wit big bro tevaun ryan nick
Made up for any hoes who were not yet on my dick
Fun fact, I didn't even lose my virginity until half way through my senior year of HS
I still remember my homie Nate was like yo, bruh its something different about you
Fall 09 met da realest ones of my tenure
Da homies Scuado, Ant kimbo eddie, chat riley benjamin
My niggas, also some women i will not mention
Just know we were stupid deep
Young Black atlanta new elite
None of us pledge greek
Not egyptian enough
Too much gold in our genes
Whatever, graduated den made it down to Miami
Da land of beauty, fake booties palm trees and plan b
Medicated drugs not used for medicinal
The effort people propel with always a minimal
People tellin me im successful when i am not
Because of what i did, who i did and where i rot
Let me tell you, the ones i used to see as successful
Are tellin me my millionaire mind-craft will be bless soon
And i find that ironic, figurative reasons i am what i am, plot twist
Fun fact, i call myself the Titan because i feel like an army of one
Ever learning, ever evolving, ever expanding
Into the energy around me at an accelerated rate
Now an adult
I've copied the cadence of underground Kendrick
Friday Night Cole, now i dig da hole others mimic
Find the jewels i implant in the entandras i spit
Every verse demonstrate my fresh exotic and rich
Dominatrix of dis game i rip da Towel off dat bitch
Style on dat lay and 1 Personal foul on dat bitch
Game winner from da 3rd row of da crowd on dat bitch
Not an ounce of dat weak subordinate doubt as i drip
Hard work sweat tears and knowledge
Chaos anger in my blood progress da flow ive clotted
Disease ridden, i'm comin for anyone who wanna taste
Only time you see my head down is when i'm sayin grace So i pray,
Forgive them father for they know not what they've done
Who i am what i've become under sand and sun
Im only one right turn away
Ive assembled the avengers who will earn in my wake
Should i dream and let the world getta sniff of dis steak
Take a whiff, what u smell is my erected dick bitch slappin face
And when u lookup its a man in a cape
Muthaf*cka dats Marc, King Kong Great Ape
Get da f*ck off my dick
Fun Fact, as of March 15, 2019, not one black lyricist
One of extreme wisdom and skill
I'll never forget the course that set for me
Coolest kid on da corner of Orchard Road
Who would grow to have the whole world in his portfolio
So magnificent, every move a chess move
As i've learned from my father the art of war Sun Tzu
Mind of Titan, mighty warrior the emporium
Filled with action figures, nerf guns and game informer books
Boy genius, many foe come to recognize
Human reincarnation of unknown decepticons
Plethora of mechanical capabilities
Match with an imagination of creative infinities
Befriending the only savages i ever knew
Comprised of a bird, brodie n homies across da street too
1st underclassmen back of da bus
Gamblin hostin fights no one knew it was us
Splitscreen halo wit big bro tevaun ryan nick
Made up for any hoes who were not yet on my dick
Fun fact, I didn't even lose my virginity until half way through my senior year of HS
I still remember my homie Nate was like yo, bruh its something different about you
Fall 09 met da realest ones of my tenure
Da homies Scuado, Ant kimbo eddie, chat riley benjamin
My niggas, also some women i will not mention
Just know we were stupid deep
Young Black atlanta new elite
None of us pledge greek
Not egyptian enough
Too much gold in our genes
Whatever, graduated den made it down to Miami
Da land of beauty, fake booties palm trees and plan b
Medicated drugs not used for medicinal
The effort people propel with always a minimal
People tellin me im successful when i am not
Because of what i did, who i did and where i rot
Let me tell you, the ones i used to see as successful
Are tellin me my millionaire mind-craft will be bless soon
And i find that ironic, figurative reasons i am what i am, plot twist
Fun fact, i call myself the Titan because i feel like an army of one
Ever learning, ever evolving, ever expanding
Into the energy around me at an accelerated rate
Now an adult
I've copied the cadence of underground Kendrick
Friday Night Cole, now i dig da hole others mimic
Find the jewels i implant in the entandras i spit
Every verse demonstrate my fresh exotic and rich
Dominatrix of dis game i rip da Towel off dat bitch
Style on dat lay and 1 Personal foul on dat bitch
Game winner from da 3rd row of da crowd on dat bitch
Not an ounce of dat weak subordinate doubt as i drip
Hard work sweat tears and knowledge
Chaos anger in my blood progress da flow ive clotted
Disease ridden, i'm comin for anyone who wanna taste
Only time you see my head down is when i'm sayin grace So i pray,
Forgive them father for they know not what they've done
Who i am what i've become under sand and sun
Im only one right turn away
Ive assembled the avengers who will earn in my wake
Should i dream and let the world getta sniff of dis steak
Take a whiff, what u smell is my erected dick bitch slappin face
And when u lookup its a man in a cape
Muthaf*cka dats Marc, King Kong Great Ape
Get da f*ck off my dick
Fun Fact, as of March 15, 2019, not one black lyricist
Writer: Marcus Herndon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid