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mars barz 3 - ill martian lyrics

mars barz 3 lyrics
b*tch say cheese to the camera
where my armor hammer
cutting out you’re neighborhood supply
sticking my d*ck in a american pie
pulling up to the scene surprise
i’m nothing like these other guys who am i
something like an astronomist
up in the comets slapping your momma riding a lama now
i’m so profound i puts it down stacking these beats like reps
funky flow master flex
dropping these hits like a strip tease doing this till my 60s
in my 6 speed now i’m moving swiftly like a indy 500 growing big as the budget with a illness you can’t stomach i’ve been living in the dungeon
eating maggots with my cousin give a f*ck if you wеre stunting
martian really be saying somеthing
look at your eyes they be bugging
cause that’s me that you see through that screen on tv
blowing up like ki ki now they have me on repeat like scratches on cds b*tch i’m spreading out the gauge been adequate it for days
yeah the haters love this pace
mr. don’t give a f*ck see it in my face
just know when i walk by i ain’t a average guy
jacking my d*ck off then go give high 5s with the bars that i’m feeding them with fuego seasoning
will give them a reason that i need treatment ladies and gentlemen
have you a seat now pay attention cause that’s your fee
don’t tell me where i need to be
i don’t take directions from the backseat
i told you i’m driving just check all the mileage yeah look at me smiling and i hate to be violent but i can’t stand silence yeah listen for the sirens
cause i’m about to go body this beat with all of that crack flow that dissolves your t**th i’m wanting it all like a bum in the street i really eat sh*t that’s what it means
living below my needs staying above the dream serving to all the fiends yee
practice what i preach hanging by my feet
just so i can see life from a different angle now they be watching me cable but i wish i was able to hear you talking sh*t in you’re living rooms
you know i’m in tuned to you’re body language
hope you’re stomach turns when i’m kind of famous middle fingers up i ain’t got to say it
i wear my true colors fashion statement sh*t i’m gassin that’s the fragrance
they smell me coming with the greatest hits in this b*tch now watch me do a switch
cause i’m tight like a end joint running like a engine
off of my suspension mr. officer stop asking for descriptions
yeah mi on my ill sh*t loading these syringes busting through the hinges of the rap game drafting all of these words
simply asking myself on how this occurred probably when i first started giving the bird to opinions decisions ways to make a living
especially when i found out they were just yours i know i make you mad cause i built this from the floor and don’t push me to the edge cause i ain’t new to the gore
i found my wings that’s why you see me sore
cause i be studying everything from the crates to new age that’s why i know how to flex when it comes to the page
this my third on the plate so i’ve been putting on weight
try to learn how to fish why don’t you come to the lake i bet you catch you a case crime is high in this place
nowadays all they use is drugs for the bait
cause the money doesn’t come unless the fiends are here to stay i’m trying to make a difference that’s why i come to the bay
too many dead end no friends i can even trust its hard to walk with a crutch when they throw rocks at you’re cast
pointing all there fingers while there laughing at your ass thinking you’ll never make it as a rapper but
this is all that i know what i want to be it start haunting me when i start to thin k
what if i never tried putting in hours until i’m tired
going broke in that 9 to 5 trying to get to that studio time
this is way more then a grind
i try to tell them this is a lifestyle so look past the foolery
piecing together these words so i can make a eulogy
i know you liking my fluency i just see the views agree
vocals getting better by a cup of tea
don’t waist my time i charge a fee
taking bigger steps like sasquatch i’m the mascot of my team well tell me what that means i believe in myself when no one else seems to
even my nuts grew so cut the roof to the building sky’s the limit from a civic
tell me if you want to be specific thoughts dirty don’t do the dishes i’m in trenches with wrenches
working on flows tremendously foot in the door from a triple beam
dark ideas that’s my theme so i scream
everyday i could give more f*cks less to impress
that’s the mind of a successful rapper
let it loose like a bladder i’m moving up on the ladder
haters loud can here the chatter
i’m serving them raw on a platter
side of disaster from your master
cheffing up some new sh*t so i start to
feed it to the people with lethal rounds
telling me to calm down
but i can’t do the average so i rock out like sabbath going all through this traffic my flow is magic
always changing rearranging while i’m painting demonstrating stacking savings no debating i ain’t playing time is aging but i’m patience all for what i’m chasing
what i’m destined to do giving the mic the flu
now enlighten you what a martian does in the sky’s above just playing in the mud that shoe size fits that’s nike elmer fud get your facts straight first before playing niptuk i hate racist mother f*ckers in the picture yeah
and the cop abuse on the news with the camera crews staring through the lens watching this happen again and again
i think its about time to give this world some oxygen and let the bullsh*t breathe
so you can love me or hate but i’m just out here working doing everything around you making it look like a breeze
i started from the bottom just a seed to sprout the dream
ladies and gentlemen i give you mars barz 3

- ill martian lyrics

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