Living Colored, by Mari World

Living Colored

by Mari World

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1.	Birth of a City 02:19	lyrics	buy track
[Hook 1] And unto the world a baby was born Chi city, my city, I love my people awww Save money, good music, bang bang Started in the Chi, now we worldwide nigga [Verse] Bitch I'm from that So Chi Been supposed to blow like Rich kids in that coke line That's some shit I don't like Back before that 10 Day Been in this shit since 09 Started out Local, till I went global Went to college then worldwide Spreading cheese like I'm philly Even though from I'm Chi-illy Bruh you got that shit for the low? No, got this shit for the willy Whaley, swelly living wealthy Pockets look like prego bellies Want that Oprah money steady They got they shit on R. Kelly Glory glory allelu Story story nightly news Op-Ed for the opp he vicced They just tryna find whoever knew Just so they can find the one who did (We ain't seen shit) Snitches get it too Now you can tip a trick a treat but when he tweet the streets hollows follow through Shit fuck a felony, murder melodies Bitch we sing about plight Cock a glockenspiel, stop and watch the spill Bust the Glock and reload the clock And in 9 I'm rapping even though I left for some time I'm still coming right Cause even though my city popped a pill That music still came to life Now that's a birth you can't control Can't run in my town without the sole And what the fuck is a green without the go I'm tryna get that gleam I'm tryna glow I'm all about that solar I, polar, bi, ocean Lake Michigan so Sinatra, my kind of town Sometimes we smile sometimes we frown We lost some days some days we found I'm sorry I ain't been around Some days head down Cause either a soldier died Or we're just waiting for the crown [Hook 2] And unto the world a baby was born Chi city, my city, I love my people awww Made money, made music, bang bang Born to die for them niggas aaawww
2.	DreamChasers 03:06	lyrics	buy track
[Intro] Do this do that (x4) [Chorus] But excuse me please, I gotta go now Chasing dreams, I can't slow down If you didn't know well now you know now My feet are leaving the floor now (But you can't escape the troubles of the world) I'm too close now I'm not the kind that you can hold down Like a mine watch me blow now [Verse 1] 1 clap for a nigga from the ‘go 2 claps cause he went away to school And 3 claps cause a nigga got a job Now 4 more claps for my motherfucking soul 4 whole years for a job bitch Going all out just so make I can mom rich And if I can make a little light shine Put my mind on a mine I can blow like a bomb bitch Therefore I put all this money in rapping Could’ve been trapping Like I was doing in college I turned an ounce to a fitted suit Pushing that weight in my interviews Now I'm just flying on corporate planes Going back home for my soul Boosting my Mileage Mari I'm hoping they into you If not this could be the end for you [Pre-Chorus] Hold up, hold up So used to chasing our dreams Till we see reality Know what, know what Know what you’re capable of My brother said To act out what you’re imagining And fly past all of the Galaxy Which means that I’m leaving this land And I can't be stopped by any man [Chorus] [Verse 2] He ain't coming back to the hood no more He don't really fuck with us no more Truth is I just don't know who to trust no more Last time them bullets almost hit my soul Had to go from the 'go Before I end up on the news Young man killed before he went away to school If you had my chance you would do the shit too And even though I left I still feel that blues And money making me so self-conscious L see the protests and the violence Why the fuck did I even go to college I'm just reminded I'm still a nigga to they knowledge Goddamn what the fuck am I to do If they think I'm a killer in my own suit Hitting pockets 9 to 5, hitting homes through the night Different days but I swear shit ain't new Wait a minute now Hold up, hold up You see me chasing my dreams Not the reality Know what, know what Know that there's no limit man My brother said To act out what you imagining And fly past all of the galaxy Which means that I’m leaving this land And I can't be stopped by any man [Chorus]
3.	This Little Light 03:45	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] Now I ain't saying I was from the projects But I'm from the blocks where they mob at Where it was no jobs and they rob at Money was the only fucking object You either a suspect or prospect You either get bussed at or pop back She either get bussed down or wifed up Niggas get lifed up, behind the lockpads But enough of my background Let's speak more on my foreground Working on the tenth floor I swear that a nigga see more now I didn't wanna be part of the system But I couldn't find me a vision Well maybe Stevie Wonder can paint me a picture Abstract, haha Where the laughs at But really no pun is intended Cause since undergraduate ended Life ain't as hard as they mentioned But you will know, when you alone, what ya missing [Pre-Chorus] Now I stare out my window Where did my friends go Did you get the memo Slow down the tempo Is this real life Where's my fantasy Where's my little light Here's my little light [Chorus] This little light Let it shine, let it shine They say all this for me I say naw this for we This little light Let it shine, let it shine I did all this for you I'll give all this and more It's everything to we So wherever you be For everyone to see [Verse 2] Now everybody asking me about the real life Do you really wanna know what it feel like Well I miss my fam mothersucker But I don't want my ma to ever pay a bill aight She retired so I'm making all her money back Working hard, staying single gotta double that So I ain't got time for these bitches please Cause I swear thats where all of the trouble at Got big dough rolling through Told myself never let it take control of you I know rich folks that can fake like they happy But I know how it feels to be broke too So what the fuck you expect of me Steady talking to myself is only stressing me Dark thoughts till it light like Edison Man I swear this can't be my only medicine But this here is just the beginning And life ain't as hard as they mentioned But having money and making it simple And when you spend, you will see what ya still missing [Pre-Chorus 2] Now I stare at a bank roll A few bills, and a car note Bumping that big poppa More money, more problems ho Fuck this real life Still gotta stack this cheese Still got a little light Share my little light [Chorus]
4.	No Rush 03:39	lyrics	buy track
[Chorus] Hold up, hold up I done had my chance with love No luck You see I just wanna fuck But so what I'm just being honest baby All that I can promise baby That it's No rush (x4) But understand it’s No love (x4) [Verse 1] Now I understand that you got it Graduated from college Making round 6 digits Sexy figures all in your pictures You don't take shit from nobody Don't really like parties You just came to kick it Had a couple drinks now you feel it Now how many more will it take? Telling all your friends that you straight Ain't got all the time in the world So just take your time but don't waste I got unconditional love For them independent women That like to catch bodies But never catch feelings No no [Bridge] Now we just may be drunk in love tonight But who knows how we'll feel tomorrow So let's go grab another shawty But before you get too naughty Let me drop a little [Chorus] [Verse 2] Girl you know that I got it Pass the joint but don't drop it Cut it up then we light it up We both just got us a body I don't trip that you do you You don't trip that I do me Cause I don't need me a side bitch That like to trip but can't ride dick But we put it down on our turn Baby good bridges don't burn But if one of us catch feelings Baby that's my only concern There's a million lessons to learn With all mistakes that we make It's just I ain't never learned love So I keep it real when I say We just may feel like it's love today But we know these hoes ain't loyal So if we catch another body Let's agree that we just vibing Making love is not an option [Chorus]
5.	AfterLife 02:14	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] They don't love us Don't love one another Still rattles and snakes And still battling fate Call the doctor Streets became an opera Do not cross the stage Pain sings from far away Gotta bang, gotta bang Gotta skeet skeet skeet Gotta slang, gotta slang Gotta eat eat eat Gotta aim, gotta aim Gotta pop pop pop Got em laying, got em laying In the streets streets streets Gotta leave leave leave cause they coming for me Bust one bust two-three then conceive Only in MJ we could believe Cause my daddy just wasn't there for me Pills and pistols popping Popping bottles for my niggas I got different types of bitches Broken but I got all these fixes damn Nigga went to college Now they looking at me different Don't know why I'm still a nigga In this world of superstition [Chorus] Maybe in another life Everything will come to the light [Outro] And this one for my niggas and my bitches Hope they with me Looking at our history Hoping we restore the feeling Oh I hope we learn to love before we die If not just let me light it for the afterlife
6.	Colorful Living 02:24	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] What is living colored? Raised by my mother Tell her that I love her And that I appreciate Everything she’s done Put me through college And even though she going broke She made sure that gold AmEx in my wallet Mama don't be touching that pension Baby boy going on a mission Auntie gotta go to intervention Gotta go before your liver give in Don't be looking in the bottle for the magic Mama stop buying those lottery tickets The rich get richer and The poor pour liquor That there is colorful living I wish rich man was my dad Money can't buy me happiness But if poor is keeping us sad I'd rather be down with a lot more cash Therefore I dream of days when I ball out Big house where roaches don't crawl out Covering my mother’s eyes Now open wide but don't fall out As I mastermind the minds of masses Pastor packing cash in baskets Bashful bastards missing pappies Chi and rocking ca'go khakis Cocking gats express emotions Through the killings Feeling souless hopeless homeless Therefore we only lay in caskets Light the blunt and dust the ashes I'm really not the kind to preach I hated church since I was 10 That was when my daddy left Neither he nor Jesus came back again So who taught me to be a man Who taught me to the fear of God Who taught me to love again My mama mama mama I know that wasn't your job Maybe I'm black and I'm beautiful Maybe I'm not his reflection Maybe he never learned how to love Maybe he got an erection I don't know if I should thank the lord That papa forgot his protection The curse of a colorful living I'm hoping that I can deliver this message [Outro] You living (x6) You living (x4) Colored (x2) You living (x4) You live and you learn (x2)
7.	Ghetto Kool-Aid 03:13	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] I used to sip beer in my daddy lap While uncles was shooting craps Big brother was shooting gats Chopping crack in the trap Just to feed his babies some snacks Crazy to see how far you move forward When looking back To when boys had caught you gangless Asking you who you bang with You can tell em you neutral But they may take it as snaking You either ride with disciples Hoover, Shorty, and David Money power the Rangers Just one step on the block And you walking acres of danger Hands cramped full of anguish Martial arts of the banger Just watch as I draw this pistol A painful picture to paint ya Saintful sinner who Aunt Je- Mima, mindless, them pancakes Flipping with extra lean nigga (Syrup) No nutritional facts to read Litter the literature bitch It's bitter and sugar free Before you catch me slipping And blast my brain, let me eat Betty Glocker the block Cooking food for thought for the streets Bro said that they wanted tacos So give ‘em shells for the beef You can sniff out a pussy You wet him and hear the queef I did 4 years in a college Sis did 5 in the P So you treading a thin line between Bachelors and first degree [Chorus] That's why the whole hood fucking with me That's why the college kids fucking with me I graduated up out the hood But you graduated and now [Verse 2] They want me to work till 90 And sell my soul to retirement Try it, it ain't no buying A product of the environment Get him out of the ghetto But ghetto will stay inside of him Send his ass to the east Then down to Aussie and Bali And bring him back to the States And pray that nigga comply Fuck that, my senior year I moved some weight on the side I used the re-up money for a suit and tie A 9-5, Glock to Jeffersons My piece of the pie To see that life ain't much sweeter On the opposite side Getting paid for punching in numbers Searching for purpose in life Pulling 750 a week That's 50k for the year Get my black ass a couple of shows Just to get the fuck out of here Sick and tired of spending Mama’s retirement money I swear it's that goddam boy I'm so proud of you money Even though It's running out I'm so tired of this mommy I’m bout to rise to the top So I can provide for you mommy Looking back at the day She screamed when I graduated Just look at her baby boy As he paces across the stage Well the next time you scream mama I'm hoping it’s cause I stayed So I can bring you out and say Look here mama we made it made it The ghetto kool-aid [Outro]

about

Mari’s EP, Living Colored, is a soul-searching journey, in which he weaves the experiences of his childhood growing up south of Chicago, attending college in New England and working a finance job in Buffalo, NY. Successfully juggling music and a 9-5, Mari took advantage of his vacation days traveling between Chicago and NYC to record music, shoot music videos, and connect with musically minded people in order to refill his artistic spirit and vision.

After releasing his debut EP, Higher Edukation, as a college senior, Mari garnered attention amongst students in the New England college scene. With an EP under his belt, Mari has begun to carve out his space in hip-hop with soul and jubilance. Influenced by artists like Outkast, Kanye West and Kendrick Lamar, Mari strikes a balance between melody, lyricism, and production in his project.

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released April 21, 2015

All songs written and performed by Mari World
All songs were recorded at Mari World's Home Studio in Buffalo, NY, except "Birth of a City" and "This Little Light" which were recorded at Classick Studios in Chicago, IL
All songs mixed by Mari World at Mari World's Home Studio in Buffalo, NY
All songs mastered by Elton "L10" Chueng at Classick Studios in Chicago, IL

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Mari World

Influenced by vocalists such as D'Angelo, Erykah Badu, and André 3000 and versatile artist-producers like Kanye West and Pharrell Williams, Chicago-born artist Mari is known for his “lyrically rich raps, melodic choruses, and spacey, soulful instrumentals” and rounds his sound with soul and funk elements. ... more