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These lil', lil' Martians
You love em' though

Mars attacks wit' electric
Not for sapien (what's up then?!)
took a laser to the mug piece; hallowed out the mandible
Channel order the cannonballs (Mars attacksssss)
We have high demands column to this ankle
And boomeranging' our harvest; 51st area
Not a threat, an area won't injure the promise
Monster lead- carry ligament fanged in the mosh pit
vapor, labor days are major A sir
Cater the alien decomposer soldier platter like cabbage check
I her "go for C4 magic's"
Smolder as the Bazooka holster fabric
(This fucker's rabid and breathing!) (Hiding cabbage!)
Oh, the heater to leave me
I'ma ninja this shit wit' in the fuel tank of a saucer
Buddy up and head to the metal corporate tunnels
Ice pick the ship wiring; pissed of the mother and um,
I'd be lying if I said I knew intentions
See my sexy sabotage seeks action to save the race
You land in hand on board to mention (Blaze the place!)
Red five revival there's in the bible
Obviously, ultra take advance I point counterpoint
of ET verse little old freak me (She be on somethin')
Hey riddle sweet wit' your nickel PCs; fickle CDs, miserable TV sitcom (typical!)
Pathetic. Ritual. Collective
Beautiful establishment; you aint established shit! I consider you
Prowl back to the under burnt pride in the dark (sup yall!)
They us dead or alive without the 'aliiivee' Part
The sun rose a body bag shortage
Last week I was like 'god bless the saint that the cordless'
This week I saw the re-wrap of the bull's-eye of my
Temple body slash Mastermind diversions (Fuck yall!)
Lets do this shit, my soothes any space invader practice
Stomped enemy like "Hey what now, bitch!?"
Hiding human hear me rise material and cardinal sin
They shot me in the

Mars (X5)

(Puffin' smoke) Run with your face on fire
(Jet-black on the horizon) Black smoke in the air.
Maaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrsssss wins! (I you would like it)
(We make it) Who you screaming at dog?
I got this! (Lets go)

Zig zag zookah, pinnacle
Unleash the unlimited primitive piss
I'm cynical maybe the most military ops
Monkey! Here's elephant, and it
We on a prong ancient elephant tusk
Bitter, at (break bread!) you shruggin' it off
Keep it electric, sure, But NY Electra's not about electric
Never a poor man's glimpse set fake (Last page!)
Three, two, one, domesticate!
In the corner of the cave the wheel and roll out funny
Sittin' on Barney Rubble twenties, subtle
Sippin' Saber tooth puddle-
I roll with the lackey's, that's if we hustle
Knuckle in the mud, hell's in the chuckle..
face means smugger round the muzzle
I'm allergic to the now-born panel cutters stole quo to the core (dirt mess!)
Stone cold's hands out cryogenics, stubborn
Can't talk wit' a tongue full a' rug burn!
Bad cholesterol through sugar
Four-piece wit' a subwoofer!
I'm not asking you to act like you (Oh Aesop's SO Mesozoic.)
Now what if in the built the old pulping?
the mirror, stole a pulse with the voltage
Keeping me alive is the with the Vulcan's (hope!)
I'm the divine (Catapult!)
I break it down to the bunk for the crooks wit' the of a angel
Eat. Sleep. Fuck.
Structural droids; more for the buck
But they want a last - thorns in the glove (buck wit' it!)
Prehistoric land shark business, the arms of the car man's kidney
Swarm to the sickly out the glacier
Beggin' for the freezer back every day sir!
Sir, your science loves to nature
Sir, right to the dawn of my day sir
Sir, your violent laugh homing never set;
Who chase we all catch vapors
Don't call it a sound-off, "Mars Attacks" be the malarkey
It's not a no more, run from the flash, leave your penny at the door
A lot of magic gadgets; give em' all back just to nullify the
Mic's crumble we be rockin' right; in the of the Troglodyte
Saw a grey mouse rabid poured on a board to the morose world like a lull in a storm
And I know you was hopin' that the for the ox was a dull sword, ah
(Guess what, not!) Guess what else, I transmit from the block!
T-Rex - X-Ray triple X Hex (give it up!)
For the yesterdays, or the I can assure you if the RZA got the sword, (dead flesh!)

Aint no time left. (Keep ya up now)
Maaaaarrrrrrrrssss wins! (I thought you would it)
head will be down in the dirt
We'll end it real
wins! (See how strong you are then..)
Your head down with a mouth full of
it man, no time left.
Ya'll talkin'. It'll get you nowhere...