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I remember history
A little differently
Russians on the moon
Martians on TV

Altered states and
Deepest fakes
Opened gates far too late
Stop the tape

that boy starvin'
Flip keys for a K, that's what I be chargin'
Leave bodies gray, have em look like a martian
Lo Russian straps, we runnin' not marchin'

If we get in a shootout (left, right, left, take yo' breath)
I'ma beat that K like a Russian (brrt, brrt, brrt)
(Left, right, left)
I say (take your

blues

Mars expedition is lost for nowhere
I’m here alone like Russian bear
But got tank of Jameson and apple juice
Shouting out loudly my Martian blues

Even the Russians go to Alfredo's
My heart yearns for you Alfredo
Even the Martians go to Alfredo's
My heart burns for you Alfredo
Romance is in the air

like somebody farted
Beg your pardon
Flying high like a martian
Yeah i got this blunt
I ain’t passin call me harden
Smoking some live resin
Yeah bitch

double vs
Doin good for the fam that's a must
Satan contacted her told her to try angle dust
We play Russian roulette with a full chamber
Run girl I swear

with some martians we love pouring up, yeah
Thiccky bankrolls I can't fold it up
Do a VamPose, stylist I need none

Go so hard, I might break the office

now, ooh, the humanity"

"Now, with the help and support of the woman I love."

"Urging the people to evacuate the city as Martians approach."

whip then we gone spark it
High as hell in the studio I feel just like a Martian
Leaky faucet way my clothes be drippin through the closet
Ah shit

felt like a possession
I wanna feel it back again and MC uncontrollably
I look up and start asking can I get it back please
It's the Mad Martian out

What it is, lil bitch
Ayy, this my introduction
The Lakeshore Warlord, Sixshot Martian
Get to abducting, your whole gang function
Ten pills munchin'

Couple of familiar Russians
Rushing to touch it
All my busters loving this club, bitch Usher
Oh sure, sex brosure
Chick get skeeted in your Kitty Couture

get to touching
Said he want the smoke
I got Dutches, I got Russians
And Icee a Speedracer
So you know I get to rushing, ha
Man I'm feeling like I'm top

the stars with a mutha fucking laser beam
Caught me rolling up a Russian Cream
(cold as Pluto)
Let a nigga run up we gon chop him like it's Judo
I just landed

Blackened Russian i stuff it with doja
Got me coughing I'm guessing its potent
Ima spark it and don't give a notice
Ima Martian this shit got me floating
I be

on the pavement 
Keep that heater on the side like Marvin the Martian 
Got a tommy she drip down in that carbon 
Drip down in that carbon 
Drip down in that carbon

winner she sees
Up here boolin' with Martians, it feels like I'm a different species
Your man, Microsoft, Windows 7, built like a PC
On this mic, spitting

rock got me dancing with Martians
Down to up
Pound it up
Pass it around in a pearl round blunt
Down to up
Pound it up
Pass it around in a pearl round

pour liquor in my double cup

Yeah
Ok I run it up
Yea I does it uh
Mexican but I like my sips Russian
Aldine Mail Route, yea I'm the face of that
I don't

Yeahhhyeahhh 
It's the Martian (Hey) 

Yeah I had to grind for this 
So now that I got it you know I'm gone flexex
(Got damn)
Now that I got it you

up, ya dumb paid
Firework tag on the subway
On a 1 train fuckin' on a Easter Sunday 
The Russian candle a vandal
Sprayin' in ya mum's face

*Gasp*
Well,

a martian
When I'm out of place I get nauseous
So we take shots till there's nothing left
We're everyone is Russian Roulette
Lifestyle with the rich

the McQueen's
Steady pulling off in a Hellcat or Charger
She said I'm not human calling me a martian
If you won't let me smash you better get to marching
I don't