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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 Fuck a ranger and start shit Fuck a nark man I'ma hit the fucking 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 shitty apartment From that jail cell in august, 08 Let's be honest, it must be great to watch me 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 I push my wieght and I say goodbye All I need is a goddamn mic, alright? I'm never gonna let a bitch kill my vibe My kanjem whip, gonna kill this shit, gotta give him the grip, enough to feel my fist Letras de cancionesThis shit these rappers always bitchin, what kind of shit 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 asshole 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 bitches 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 shit 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 married you bums And when she had the chance She didnt divorce em Niggas lost em You should just sit in a coffin When it's all said and done And your demon is right in front of you The Lord never comes when you cough up every lung Up out of your body you go from Smeegel to John Gotti 'Fore I'm back in the lobby... [?] I might've been an asshole 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 bitches out, Like it's the latest fashion I'm going back one time (woah) As much as I wanna look back on it I gotta stop, my past is dark and my future is going one but the more I flaunt em The more I feel like I'm being haunted Haunted My visions of my shadow man My passions swimming in the shallow end The shallow end Woah, woah Yo, I was born for this Be forewarned I'm a war corpus Ready to storm your house down like the shores of normandy In 4 minutes, fuck a door hinge, your miss informed kid Cause I'm enormous Watch me transform into something so glorious Cause I'm a warhorse, Your an orphan, Fuck a molly, No morphine Fuck that red and blue shit Cause I'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 Darth maul 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. And da 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 motherfucking moon A piece of meat I'm about to eat Cause I love me some beef Fuck your magazines cause of the Facts they sat are something that isn't actually happening I might've been an asshole 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 bitches out, Like it's the latest fashion I'm going back one time From Letras Mania