(Pre Chorus)
Riding in a civic or a bens
All just depends when my brothers making end x2
(Chorus)
I'm the brother who you x2
Tryna get with my crew
Tryna get with my team
Who the hell are you (like)
Now cops say freeze you niggas like chains
Free you niggas like slaves
Acting like fools you some lames
I spit banana clips at you apes
I didn't devolve i'm passed astro planes
I'm a martyr or a martian
Marching through the city
With my team of Spartans
Planting all these seeds
Waiting for the harvest
I got dreams like my name is martin
Who are you marking
I'm a marksman
Look before you start barking
Damn dogs always start snarling
When a brother do something
When a brother do something
When a brother
Be proud of the boy
Every day i never gang banged before
Be proud of the boy
Be proud of the boy
When you see me roaming through your city
Make it real real loud for the boy
(Pre Chorus)
(chorus)
Now look through the eyes of Nostradamus
Tell me where you see the boy
Now tell me my flow is timeless
Cos' these days i feel myself
These boy think i'm harmless
I walk with angelic hosts
When you spit my lines you start coughing
Cos i got the heat to make a fever hot
When you see the rats the start darting
When they see the light
Man they love the night
Well i have less friends now than when i started rapping
So you know these brothers wouldn't make the flight
To ascension dimensions
I'm immortal but a mortal
My mortal flesh is right here
One day a boy immortal up there
L.S.
