Marked For Death Soundtrack lyrics

I`m shovin` off like an ocean liner
No one can rock the microphone finer
East, west, north, South Carolina
Alex and Vivian chillin` at Mel`s Diner
Off to China `cause I got a show there
Get my passport, then I`m gonna go there
Who do I know there? I guess no one
But I will have fun and I get the job done
On the airplane, movin` like the Concord
Come and join me, everybody on board
You won`t be bored with the stuff I`m pickin` up
Watch me quicken up and with the pace, I pick it up
Pick up the pace

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Second verse and never cursin`
Rockin` the microphone with the style that I`m reherasin`
In person, that means liver
Swimmin` and slimmin` just like a deep sea diver
I`ll arrive, uh, just to go faster
Grab the microphone and show that I am the master
Of disaster, cookin` up a potion
With the funky rhymes to put the people into motion
Of the ocean, movin` like the water
Here`s the menu, go place your order
It`s a slaughter, a felony of chatter
And pickin` up the pace is the subject matter

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Break it down

Oh yes, I pick up the pace
Take a look at the crowd and take a look at my face
Listen to my rhyme and listen to them yell
It`s like a man in jail gettin` out of the cell
I don`t why they go by
Weak names and swear that they`re so fly
They gotta try it again to rock the mic my friend
Go from A to Z and from beginning to end
Now I could go slower, like the other guys do
But I ain`t with it, that`s what I`m tellin` you
I think it`s kind of stupid, I think it`s a disgrace
Instead of going slow they should be pickin` up the pace
Like this
Rock and roller
Coca Cola
Hot like soda
Rollin` like a boulder
Dancin`, prancin`, mic enhancin`
Just give me a chance, and girls, I`m romancin`
Understand it, underhanded
Leavin` you stranded, runnin` like a bandit
Yo, young money, in my hands you`re putty
I`m pickin` up the pace and rockin` the mic
Yeah, buddy

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Pick up the pace