Don HardRisk - Martians (feat. Jyda King)

Ah, Martians could not go extinct namely
Where there is a city, there is a hero tryna save it
Elephant trunk is running through my bloodstreams
I hit the ground my whole crew will know where to find me (Here I am)
Oh shit, there, there he goes now
Everything's scary like we're living in a ghost town
Fighting for survival we're like The 100
Hit the ground running, now the streets call us death now
Words in the streets is we popping racks now
A decade underground, it’s time to blow now
Like a world war two mine, forgotten, unattended
Until you step on it
Trap man, it's enough now
Explode in the castle
Fall of the Gentiles
Niggas be asking like 'why you're not national'
Oh Nah fam
We international
I do it for the family
Like the last breed, I do it just to save it
In a trap house, the grind is like racing
I saddle my horse
But on the last jump, she couldn’t make it
Rotten apples get thrown away
In the fire, they burn away
Is it really their fault they couldn’t see a brighter day
Is it really their fault they couldn’t see a brighter day
We make songs for the blinds
I hit so much kush, my lungs turning wise
We let the songs be the focus
And then the songs they gone make us
Martian
Martian
We all about the cheese while you yawning
Martian
Martian
We hotter than the sun in the morning
I'm probably not, your typical rapper
I'm cruel, they not most def I'm better
Better than ever, change never, no weather
I'm heading for the top, elevator, no ladder
I'm never gone stop, till they pull my plug, pause
I'm never gone stop gotta make it for my block
I'm never gone stop, rip a contract with claws
And I'm never gone stop, just because
All these rappers I'm better than
Write verses and guard em like the Vatican
Hip hop medicine, I'm bennyline
Problematic and killing rappers ever since
It's Jyda King and I'm back
Yo Risk
Tell these niggas they wack, in fact
Tell em this is real rap, not trap
Decimate any and erbody, your career a wrap
We are not the same, I am a Martian
I can get your brains for a bargain
Little Green man, greener than your garden
Pardon, aim at any target
Martian
Martian
We all about the cheese while you yawning
Martian
Martian
We hotter than the sun in the morning

Written by:
Don Phillip, Geoffrey Amalenga

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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