Mark Logan - Chosen (feat. Oren Major) Lyrics

I don't want to sell my soul
Or make it to the point where I can't tell no more
You're the one to sacrifice yourself for dough
I'm the one who's laughing when hell gets frozen
I don't want to sell my soul
I'm the one who's holding when they all let go
Natural selection gonna kill my foes
In the end the fittest get chosen
I don't wanna sell my soul, I just wanna sell these tracks
All these hoes wanna be chose, adios I'll be back
I had to leave all my prior positions, punching in clocks in pursuit of my mission
You'd probably fold if you knew what I'm riskin' in leaving
What's sure for a life that I'm wishin'
Leavin' my soul in these verses n shit, body bag hearses n shit
This off the top no rehearsing n shit, no matter how clean the surfaces get
Deep down, I struggle with where I would be now,
If maybe I was born with money and the fair skin though I rather be brown
Still I set the highest goals, even with my eyes closed like I'm Dee Brown
Or is it a dab, land of the free or is it a scam
Free all my niggas that's sitting in the jam, ay
I do this shit for my fam to make sure we never in poverty again, ay
My niggas gon pop up with plans
I'm popping wit fans without popping a zan, ay
I got some potnas with cannons the opps didn't plan it
We pop and they ran, ay
When shooting we pop for the win
No body just hood like we poppin' the Klan, ay
Young nigga came from the hood
I'm betting on me, I'm better than good
Securing the bag, I bet it be full, 40 the gang, and Oren the Jewel, DON
I don't want to sell my soul
Or make it to the point where I can't tell no more
You're the one to sacrifice yourself for dough
I'm the one who's laughing when hell gets frozen
I don't want to sell my soul
I'm the one who's holding when they all let go
Natural selection gonna kill my foes
In the end the fittest get chosen
I'll sell my vision on one condition
Can't sell my soul, won't buy forgiveness
It's my life, I have to try and live it
Had to stop and listen to my intuition and it got me thinking
If the fit survive and they're unconditioned
Then it's only time until their extinction
Fragmented focus but most of you know this
You see what I'm doing by judging my posts
And as much as I'd like to say I'm being open
It's crucial you know this there's more than you notice
Behind the curtains, I put on the jersey, I crave reassurance
I pick up the mic , I put the work in
But can I be certain my choices are worth it and if I'm deserving
It feels like my brainwaves are losing their current
I'm drowning in turbulence writing these verses
But I'm silently working, for a higher purpose than a mine as person
And time will tell you that, my soul no chance
I'm selling that I'd go to f*cking hell and back
They gon' rally to make me a martyr, the game is Excalibur that makes me Arthur
Plain and simple I came to go farther
It won't be the same once I make my departure
I came with the grit, shed with the hits and shedding the mitts
You know the goal, pure excellence, Bozz will be with, until I RIP, DITR
I don't want to sell my soul
Or make it to the point where I can't tell no more
You're the one to sacrifice yourself for dough
I'm the one who's laughing when hell gets frozen
I don't want to sell my soul
I'm the one who's holding when they all let go
Natural selection gonna kill my foes
In the end the fittest get chosen