Song parody of
Marvin The Martian
by J CHIPx
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Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
Im off bacardi, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to
And i like it like that
Little bro, he's bagged for body, but that's cuz the press went and lied in the article
I got this plasma-ray pistol, he leaves, i dismissed him
Cuz this shit'll turn him to particles
I'm about to send him to Cyprian
So they could chat about how i just made him a martyr too
Bitch, i been nice since the Carter 2
Yeah, i been part of some fuck shit, I'm different
Cuz you made that fuck shit a part of you
Ain't no excuses, you act like turkey, you can't get a prezi to pardon you
Talking real hot, 'til my bro pull up tripping
Hit 3 in a row, yeah, he shoot like a starter do
Give it to son, he ain't cry but he wanted to
Im about to cop me a Q
Nah, i might just cop me a QP
I might just pour me a deuce
Won't hit the club, i guess it dont suit me
Free my heart out the can
He in the jam
Thinking how bad can they do me
Learning he ain't got friends
Don't mean to offend
But how can he do what he doing
I made promise that i can't go back on
I know i fell, in the summer im back on
I'ma go ghost soon as i get this Pac on
Im makin hits soon as i turn my Mac on
Stay out the way cuz these niggas is snakes
I done fed you with no food on my plate
Cant say im fake
Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
Im off bacardi, you can't fuck with me if you wanted to
And i like it like that
Little bro, he's bagged for body, but that's cuz the press went and lied in the article
I got this plasma-ray pistol, he leaves, i dismissed him
Cuz this shit'll turn him to particles
I'm about to send him to Cyprian
So they could chat about how i just made him a martyr too
Bitch, i been nice since the Carter 2
Yeah, i been part of some fuck shit, I'm different
Cuz you made that fuck shit a part of you
Ain't no excuses, you act like turkey, you can't get a prezi to pardon you
Talking real hot, 'til my bro pull up tripping
Hit 3 in a row, yeah, he shoot like a starter do
Give it to son, he ain't cry but he wanted to
Im about to cop me a Q
Nah, i might just cop me a QP
I might just pour me a deuce
Won't hit the club, i guess it dont suit me
Free my heart out the can
He in the jam
Thinking how bad can they do me
Learning he ain't got friends
Don't mean to offend
But how can he do what he doing
I made promise that i can't go back on
I know i fell, in the summer im back on
I'ma go ghost soon as i get this Pac on
Im makin hits soon as i turn my Mac on
Stay out the way cuz these niggas is snakes
I done fed you with no food on my plate
Cant say im fake
Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
Ya'll niggas think me depressing
But i know you would fold if you ever saw what goes through my head when im stressing
About to cop me grip, i put my faith and my trust into this
Shit, i might say a prayer to my smith and wesson
I'll call it professor, if he tries to test me, i'll clap this eraser to teach him a lesson
Dont play with the boy
