I'm armed with my armor
Be alarmed I'm a Martian
When it comes to these bars
I'ma raise it higher than starship
Out of orbit
Mighty morphing
f** a ranger and start sh**
f** a nark man
I'ma hit the f**ing target regardless
Cause I'm a Marksman
But I ain't a mark, man
Send these lyrical hollow tips quick
Than you can say car sick
Cause my cars sick
600 horse is no barfing
Cut the charges
Retarded, where I started from that sh**ty apartment
From that jail cell in august, total 8
Let's be honest, it must be great to rise, and it's awesome
From that grave to the stage, from that stage I have made
A better version of myself and I am thankful all the way
There ain't no going back to that wasted life
People push me that way, I say goodbye
All I need is a goddamn mic, alright?
I'm never gonna let a b**h k** my vibe
My kanjem whip, gonna k** this sh**, gotta give him the grip, enough to feel my fist
This sh** these rappers always b**hin, what kind of sh** is this?
One time
I'm going back one time
Going back one time
One time
Going back one time (woah)
I might've been an a**hole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing b**hes out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time
Yeah, this is lyrical content, physical gauntlet,
Criminals get with their nonsense
Lived in a mosh pit
When you were licking your mom's tit
Kid is an artist
Flippin and spittin retards
Switching the cartridge
I took a sh** in your office
Big as the parkus
I put the Mr in marks
Tripping on pausing
Haters be clicking and blogging
Whisper when talking
I'm trying to figure it out
Why your parents had you?
Should've just did an abortion
It's exhaustin
No one to gain Mary Jobums
And when she had the chance
She did a foursome
Making slothesome
You should just sit in the coffin
When it's all said and done
And your demon is right in front of you
The Lord never comes when you call very young
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I might've been an a**hole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing b**hes out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time (woah)
As much as I wanna use my gun
I gotta stop, my past is dark and my fields are cold the more I flaunt em
The more like I feel like I'm being haunted
Haunted
My visions of my shadow land,
My pa**ions swimming in the shadow end
The shallow end
Woah, woah
Yo, I was born for this
Before worn, I'm a war corpus
Ready to storm your house down like the shores of normandy
In 4 minutes, f** a door hinge, your misisn' 4 kig
Cause I'm enormous
Watch me transform into something so glorious
Cause I'm a warhorse,
Your an orphan,
f** a molly,
No morphine
f** that red and blue sh**
Cause m victorious no forfeit
I'm notorious for the stories of overcoming all obstacles
Do the impossible
Went from a box to a booth,
Babe Ruth it out of the park
Into a parked car on a spark
I hit harder than Dark mole
Cause i'm at war with the stars
I harbour hate in my heart
From the start I've been apart of a bigger picture
But I've embarked on a mission through the dark.
On the decision to get on my feet
Was the only other option I had in me
I'll never wrap my tongue or clench my teeth
I'm at war with the motherf**ing moon
A piece of meat I'm about to eat
Cause I love me some beef
f** your magazines cause of the
Fact they see something else than the real me.
I might've been an a**hole but,
I feel I'm moving past all that,
I wish that I could just start fresh,
Going back one time
When I was feeling all them hearts,
And praying I could cash it
Wearing b**hes out,
Like it's the latest fashion
I'm going back one time