MAN ON MARS
Who got bars for that nigga that's on Mars? Flow is
So out this world, I'ma shooting star
Crash into the game, all my pain taught me how to sing
But this shit a different lane, and I'm on a different plane
And I'm on to different things, new bitch and new frames
People tryna kick with me, I ain't on no Liu Kang
If you ain't tryna do things to level up your energy
Tryna make a better me, choppin up that remedy
And blend it with the melodies
Healing energy is in the sound
This that shit to wake you up, been too faded off that loud
Bitches hated on me, now they hit me up like "wow"
I could give a fuck then, I ain't give a fuck now
I been busy on my grind, fuck a 9 to 5
But I need that cheese like I'm Jerry getting back at Tom
Smoking hella weed with my twin when I'm back in the Chi
Reminiscing life,
Man, we live in scary times
But I feel like Barry Bonds
How I'm swinging for the fence
How a nigga hitting doubles and can't even pay the rent?
Man it's fucked up how we get exploited into debt
Either get it out the mud or they work you till the death
I ain't dying for no check that a white man sent
Leaving scraps on the table, what he might have left
I light a blunt and contemplate the life that might have been
I'm so discreet, ain't no telling what I might plan next
I gotta flex but keep it light and find the silver lining
Deciding if I should be frugal or ball in designer
I wanna take the sound to places that I haven't tried to
Cause there's a lot been going on inside my mind
And all the times the bank account is in the minus
I been bringing heat and ice like I been switching climates
Feel like the city's finest
This flow is timeless
Every line with perfect timing
Just living life
Can never put a tag on what is priceless
That's why a nigga taking off, I can't fuck with y'all
On a flight to mars, ain't no cars but the top is off
People fuck with you till they see the numbers falling off
I'm bout that action, all I'm seeing is a lot of talk
To be honest, always knew I never fit in
And even as a kid, that reality would set in
White kids beating on my ass, got no help then
But when I fought em back, then authorities would step in
But I ain't come from sucker shit
Playing nice, done with it
Bob and weave, duckin hits
Careful who you fuckin with
Pressure, what I'm coming with
Hit 'em with that double clip
Leave you in fuckin ditch
And all them boys you running with
Where they at
Talking that
Good shit
In the back
When it hit then fan, they could only watch me give you hands
Rather keep the peace, know that everybody need a chance
If you got me wilin, then you fuckin up, really bad
People dying in the west, in the east
It don't matter where you go, you gon find someone deceased
Sixteen, when I first seen a motherfucker breathe in his last breath under light beams in the street
This the life that I lead
All the shit that I seen shaped the world in my dreams
When it's hope or it's bleak
I been cold with the heat
Ten toes in the street
But I float with the breeze
Stay in motion with me