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Marathon (produced by Mr.Whit

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Thank you DJsDilated!

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Clap your hands!Yo, first up, I stay updated

Stay in the zone, and no question, stay "Dilated"

Understand, I exercise patience (right, right)

Respect my path, 'cause the road, these cats paved it (set it off)

Now that we've got that straight, it's time to move on

I don't train for sprints, I train for marathons

A long haul, we're built for this

It's proven, every year, more people cop our shit

The point I'm getting at, we're building an army

Couldn't thank 'em enough, for real, I feel strongly

Right now, we're parked in a comfortable spot

By 2004, we're out to own the whole lot (Out for the top!)

To settle for less, the short change

So we keep our heads with us, as there's more to gain

And with, war is pain, so we roll the dice

It's all for the love, but some pay the ultimate price (check it out y'all)Yo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

Pace yourself so you can face yourself

Run hard, you really only race yourself

Yo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

But we don't run from shit, we run to it

Might run over your shit or run through itI crack my own tooth, man, rap's a tool

Just to spit, crowns will leave your head wrapped with jewels

Respect that, even if you don't respect that

Label politics are just a minor setback

As long as we're willing and the heart is still in it

In the marathon, the artists will win it

Even though they want me to bite my tongue

Where I'm comin' from it's like "Fuck that, I'll still win it"

The long run separates the weak and strong one

Never underestimate how deep the songs runPace yourself so you can face yourself

Run hard, you really only race yourself, yoClap your hands, your hands you clap

Expansion Team rap then expand the map

With endurance, intellect, cardiovascular

Stamina, Rakaa's a party flow master like this!Yo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

Pace yourself so you can face yourself

Run hard, you really only race yourself

Yo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

But we don't run from shit, we run to it

Might run over your shit or run through itI'm like Axel when they kill Mike for the bearer bonds

Driven to fight, livin' in the marathon

Some can't carry on, they're tired or feel ill

But in the end, real soldiers are still will

Sometimes, it's just spectators and gladiators

Same party, next year, haters congratulate us

To Buddy Princess and Jalen, congratulations

This year, there's less funerals than graduationsYo, pace myself, 'cause sagas continue

Standing ovations, Dilated blows up every venue

A new era, placed first, style pursuing

The shoe fits? (Wear it), it's based on you and

Your off beat DJ

Anything he play

Sounds like Babu pulled the plug with no delay

This homestretch

I've saved my last breath (breathing noise)

I push full throttle, no rest till nothing's left

It's the marathonYo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

Pace yourself so you can face yourself

Run hard, you really only race yourself

Yo, they go off when they go on

On and on, on and on (Evidence: Marathon)

But we don't run from shit, we run to it

Might run over your shit or run through itClap your hands

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Expansion Team forever

And the, Alchemist

Songwriters

RAKAA TAYLOR, MICHAEL PERRETTA, ALAN MAMAN, CHRISTOPHER OROCPublished by

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