Ekoh - Martian lyrics

[Hook] Yeah I been in the back for a minute With the back windows tinted They don’t see me but I been around A Martian on the track, outer limits Got a 7 digit number, I ain’t talkin 'bout the phone now Hoppin' on the track, I'ma run it I got the gas and the flame, man, who want it? A broken amp in this b*tch, yea, I’m buzzin' I don’t think you really wanna be among us when it goes down [Verse 1] I been eatin' all the bars, check the waist band A monster on the mic, this is space jam At a glance I been lookin like a plain man But then when I turn the flame on they like, "Aye, damn" b*tch right, I might Go flip, this scheme My sh*t, too hot My whip, Christine, aye Stеphen King mixed with Stephеn Hawking's on 'em That's a fu*kin' genius, got 'em scared to even talk about 'em, ooh Always droppin' knowledge in the cadences Got delivery and flow, double majoring Came from the bottom I ain’t selling out to make a hit I keep it raw, no artificial flavoring, aye I roll with skaters, some misfits, & nerds who keep it steezy I’m spending money to build a business, y’all buying yeezys I made a livin' off being honest and writing often The studio went from luxury to the fu*kin' office Independent &I ain't ever budgin' Making better sh*t than label acts without the budget I don’t wanna spend too much time on the subject I just think that it’s important all of y’all know who you fu*kin' with [Hook] I been in the back for a minute With the back windows tinted They don’t see me but I been around A Martian on the track, outer limits Got a 7 digit number, I ain’t talkin 'bout the phone now Hoppin' on the track, I'ma run it I got the gas and the flame, man, who want it? A broken amp in this b*tch, yea, I’m buzzin' I don’t think you really wanna be among us when it goes down [Verse 2] Aye, the flow clean but I’m still dirty Always one eye on the mission, that’s a Nick Fury She like to party all the time and when I’m goin back she let me hit it raw, that’s an Eddie Murphy, woo They wanna see me outta pocket Songs stay droppin' and the team stay rockin', ooh Never compete with what we’ve gotten No cap, you got nobody to shield you from all it, no I’m not the best, but I’m top two, aye And the other one is not you, aye They wanna act like they so cool, hey But you the type to call the cops thru I see you copy me when you rhymin' That sh*t is uncomfortable, middle seat when you flyin' Watching from a distance in the scope call it sniping Y’all don’t even stand a chance, why you tryin', huh? [Hook] I been in the back for a minute With the back windows tinted They don’t see me but I been around A Martian on the track, outer limits Got a 7 digit number, I ain’t talkin 'bout the phone now Hoppin' on the track, I'ma run it I got the gas and the flame, man, who want it? A broken amp in this b*tch, yea, I’m buzzin' I don’t think you really wanna be among us when it goes down