(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
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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