Don Hartaway - My Marathon (Stay on My Mission) Lyrics

Rest in peace
To the prolific Nip
Nip Hussle the Great
This for you

(Its a Marathon man)

I gotta stay on my mission
Regardless of bullshit
Or these rumors
I gotta stay upon my grind
Near erryday
So I think its time
To show Don Hartaway
Hartaway was born to ball
He wasn't born to play
How I flow a beat
Is a feat
You cant see
Like Usain's sneaks
While in a race
In 1 min
I'm first place
What's my new
Accolade
I'll run this track
For days
Suckas cant even
Match my pace
Give me some space
Or end up being a cold case
Might take an eighth to the face
To ensure I feel great
No need for protein shakes
This lil nigga lifts weights
If shawty more than just bad
She gets more than one date

Now I'm drippin
So fresh to death I look like a victim the f*ck is u twitchin
A bitch nigga scared he finna end up gon' missin
Now I'm conflicted
Should I hit him now
Should I wait till I'm hidden
Is he worth it for prison?
F*ck it what's one more black that'll be in the system

Another statistic itchy fingers helped him pullin' the trigger
Thrice in a instant they choose their focus
But forget Flint Michigan Gov't claims that they're still innocent
Funny how Bush gone n Trump more militant
Someone better tone him down
This muslim ban is too ignorant

My mind tellin me first chalk this passive aggression
Its time to send em a message
For all my Ahks in heaven
The stressed blacks with a reverend
Even over-sentenced felons
Who only killed when threatened
Immigrants denied rights with oppression
Should relook that history lesson
Columbus the immigrant natives the residents
I refuse to honor a racist president

Funny how we're colored yet he's orange
Bet he doesn't walk outside if its pouring
All that hair dye, yeah it might drip on his clothing
Mr. Cheeto Head cheated even during voting
If the clown dies he wont be floating
I pray we play our votes right and don't be folding

Pray for the schools in Philly where street kids are raised to be gritty
From brotherly love to a city of jealousy
Watch ya circle close ones either a friend or a frenemy
I been thurl if I f*ck with you
You my manz serpently
Unless u snake me then you cut

Cause I always keep my grass low no Pablo
But I landscape my vicinity
Inshallah my music can
Reach the hearts of infinity
And if not Ima be like Calboy
Just so y'all envy me
Could careless what you think of me
As long as Allah forgives me
So its best you don't mention me
I ain't got time for ya empathy
Ya input or comments won't trigger me
No bad energy ain't entertaining ya misery
Suck the tip of my dick expeditiously
All jaws paint the picture vividly

Now I'm flipping the track like a spatula
When I bit her tit she thought I was Dracula
Left a hickey on the left of her neck
To brand and let it be known
That bitch was my snack
Who stress over hoes Never that
They either come or don't I adapt
If a hoe act weird I don't even react
No cap that's just a fact

You better acknowledge me
You better recognize my voice on this track
You better respond to me
If I question you better answer back with a fact
Throwback time of sugar cigarettes we all wanted the bag
Even if it came along with bad habits
Just pray you never see one healthy
That later on becomes a bad addict
Those spirits'll haunt you more than a dark attic
Horror movie cliché
Guess a Ghostbuster should catch it
I've seen Stranger Things that'll leave you gaspin'
Parents losing custody and rehabbing
More chain smoking left a chain reaction
Tryna light their crack up wit matches
Hope one day you make it past this

I gotta stay on my mission
Regardless of bullshit or these rumors
I gotta stay upon my grind near everyday
So I think its time I show em Don Hartaway
Hartaway was born to ball he wasn't born to play
How I flow a beat
Is a feat
You cant see
Like Usain's sneaks
While in a race
In 3 min
I'm still first place
Is this my new
Accolade?
That I rapped full speed on this race
Or that I did it for my race
I pray we change for better
If its not too late
I put my soul into this rap
But there's no more to say
Please understand my time is today
If your wondering what's my name
You can call me Don Hartaway
That s with a AR okay
My shot was made
To win the game
Not kill a stray
And to face death
You must first be brave
Rather die a king
Then remain a slave
As a soldier of god
Ill keep my faith
I don't dare chase
I drink it straight
Yea I drink it straight
Bitch