Marc 350 Go-To's

Written by Marc 350
Produced by 1cedoubt
Lyrics:

Feel like lil yachty, ahhhh, lil boat man. 
I be spinnin fire while you go try and choke man. 
I’m my main bitch desire, your just a joke man. 
Jesus called me up, I be preaching like the Pope man. 

Aye... (listen, listen, listen) you’re a silly dude. 
Bitch said she loved me so I had to act really rude. 
Don’t give a fuck and I’m laughing when she in the nude.  
Give me all the points, I’ll dominate family feud. 
Woah... I dom the bitch and her family too. 

Hit my line, FaceTime, and I’m really smooth. 
I be getting in my groove. What you really tryna do?
Oh. My. God. Who is you?

Incomplete. Can’t compete. Not with me. Can you see, one “Z”? I do no sleeping. 
Got visions, not dreams. 
Box you out, on Butterbean
If the pussy clean (what, what?), then rip. 

She said she played with my dick like a guitar. 
Going stupid in the coochie, like a retard. 
You can try and run from me, but won’t get far. 
Laughing like I’m Kevin Hart, gotta get hard. 

Disrespectful on the track, still not sorry mom. 
I just be having fun. Staples when I shoot my gun. 
Yes I stick to paper. 
All you niggas haters. 
No I’m not a player. But I might just play her. I’ll be doing her a favor. 
Hooters, where’s the waiter. 

Shoot her when I hate her.
This nut decapitate-.  
Damn son, now her head gone. 
Am I in the wrong?
This is not a game or a phase, blaze with the flames, feel like John. Sweet music, call me Shawn. I be going off on every song. Head of the house, I’m the Don in San Juan. Who the hell is Obi-Wan. Wishing wizard wave the wand. I’m the only one. Smell some blood and I’m a shark.

Staples

Staples - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Gosha
Lyrics:

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Same wave. New flow. Same dance. New ball. Same room. New walls. Same bank. New code. Same rules. New laws. Same me. New clothes. Same mind. New zone. Same voice. New tone.

Geeking out, on some Geico. Said “you was right”. I know. Saw the way I hit that eye roll. Spitting like a dragon. On some Iroh. Feeling crazy. Moving like a psycho. Said “wow. Impossible”. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Fuxk with me. I’m getting gnarly with the heat. Make that little birdy tweet. Put it on a loop, repeat. Caught you in the shadows hiding. Plot to steal off my energy. My eyes, are enlightening.

Always here to see me. Like my verse is Omni. Won’t ever let me be. Infamous Marc 350. Got a plan. Got a scheme. Ain’t a robbery. Just want a ski. Now I’m laughing on the beat. Ha. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Percaholic. That’s a 30 in the morning. And you’re getting kinda boring. Moving like a zombie. See my mustang, see my sally. Put you in the dust like oh jeez I’m snapping. All this fun I’m having. Bumping, jamming, jumping when I’m rhyming. 

I can be Mario. You can be Luigi. Sike. Not on my team. I’m Aladdin and the genie. Tryna tell you. I’m a different breed. Move at a different speed. Whole other frequency. Notice when I breathe. 

Try so hard to be my fuxking enemy. Cannot stop this legacy. Balling in the IV league. All you niggas envy me. Shackled up, free me. Poison ivy leaf. Still in the mud, playing dirty. 

Behind the bad mask. He’s a bad man. Staying on me. Like he Satan. Almost didn’t notice him. Fantasy. He imagine. Said imma leave. Stop capping. Takeoff. I’ll be blasting.

The Breakout Mixtape Two

Mask

Mask - Marc 350

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by CitizenKaine
Lyrics:
Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.


Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Lame nigga cap shit. 
Hard with my rap shit. 
Making all your captions. 
Calling me your captain. 
Looking like “what happened”?
Love to do my braggin. 
Money what I’m baggin. 
Aye, Aye

Yes I had to run it back. 
Yeah I had to double tap. 
Yes I had to double dip. 
While you niggas broke your chips,
had to win in Vegas. 
You as lame as lame gets. 
At the wall in mosh pits.
Off the wall on my dick. 

French yuh baguette. 
Chilling with a bad bitch. 
1 6 savage. 
I be wreaking havoc. 
Roku with a dragon. 
Ever seen a casket?
Why you want my static?
You be moving stagnant. 

I be living thrills. 
I be moving bills. 
I be making deals. 
I be stacking kills.
Chilling with the milfs. 
Catch me on a hill.
05’ ill. 
Sick nigga ew. 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

I be weak cuz bitches sleep but in a week it won’t repeat and honestly I do not see reality as just for me. It got me dreaming recklessly, and burning to the third degree. Smoke your wood. Burn your tree. South side nigga with my heat. 

In the mud dirty. 
Cheerleader perky. 
Juggernaut percked up.
Ándale hurry up. 
On delay catch up. 
On my way next up. 
By the way that’s tuff. 
You just gon act up. 
Use this gun back up. 
Shoot Staples Vince fun. 
Might just go n make you run. 
Bitch please don’t act dumb. 
Like my cake with some rum. 
Now I’m trippin what the fuxk. 
You looking like you outta luck. 
I’m scheming, sleeping… 

Bitch I’m feeling reckless. 
Leave that bitch all neck less. 
Begging for a necklace. 
Do you know what next is?
Do you know what sex is?
Take you to the saks, fifth. 
Make you do a backflip. 
Beachy bottoms, sandy cheeks, see it all at Texas.

Reckless Living

Reckless Living - Marc 350

Written by Marc 350, Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein, and Jaheim "Big Jah" Bland
Produced by Lukas Wolfgang Wolkenstein

LBG IV

350VADER

350VADER - Marc 350 & LBG

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Written by Marc 350
Produced by Mathiastyner, Poloboy81, and Quecionmarc
Lyrics:

Aye. Yu. Aye

Everyone wants to feed of my energy. Under cover enemy. 
Said you’re my brother then stab me. Always bi-polar. No controla. 
Always switchin up. Switchin sides. 
Til the day you die.
Yuh
Everyone wants to feed of my energy. Under cover enemy. 
Said you’re my brother then stab me. Always bi-polar. No controla. 
Always switchin up. Switchin sides. 
Til the day you die.
Aye

Feed off the vibe. 
The relationship. Can’t describe. Never set in stone. Never inscribed. Switchin up like colors of a tiger. 
Wit me you get hyper. 
Leave me. Turn around with a sniper. 
Pew
Shoot me down. Comes back now. Blood on your face. War paint. 
Can’t wait. Til karma catches up to you. 
She a bitch and will smack one too. 
So don’t be confused. 
All this cuz you misconstrued. Aye!
What I was trying to say. 
Petty every day. 
Conscience getting heavy.
Weight on your chest. 
No. You can’t digress. 
Can’t leave it in your past. 
Cuz you know you messed up. 
Not the way energy flows. 
Treated it like a show. 
This is real life. 
I’m just tryin to strive. 
Then you threw a knife. 
Bounced off my shield. 
Now you need to heal. 
Who’s the real heel? 
No hero. 
Nah

Everyone wants to feed of my energy. Under cover enemy. 
Said you’re my brother then stab me. Always bi-polar. No controla. 
Always switchin up. Switchin sides. 
Til the day you die.
Yeah
Everyone wants to feed of my energy. Under cover enemy. 
Said you’re my brother then stab me. Always bi-polar. No controla. 
Always switchin up. Switchin sides. 
Til the day you die.
Aye

Energy just too pure. 
To negativity there is a cure. 
I can assure you it’s truth. 
I’ve seen it with my eyes. 
Never cry. 
That’s what I do with my energy. 
Give you good chi 
and make you happy. 
Don’t misuse it. 
And don’t abuse it. 
Then you can use it. 
Say your name in vein. 
Then you’ll be okay. 
That’s how I live every day. 
Facts

Everyone wants to feed of my energy. Under cover enemy. 
Said you’re my brother then stab me. Always bi-polar. No controla. 
Always switchin up. Switchin sides. 
Til the day you die.
Aye

Everyone wants to feel of my energy