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

Mars attacks electric gats
Not for abduction (what's up then?!)
Billy took a laser to the mug piece; hallowed out the
Channel headquarters the cannonballs (Mars attacksssss)
We have demands column to this pigeon ankle
And boomeranging' our harvest; area sickness
Not a threat, an area witness won't the promise
Monster lead- carry ligament fanged in the mosh pit
Dodge vapor, days are major A sir
Cater the decomposer soldier platter like cabbage check eight
I her "go for C4 magic's"
Smolder as the Tooth holster fabric
(This rabid and still breathing!) (Hiding cabbage!)
Oh, the claps to leave me
I'ma this shit wit' sugar in the fuel tank of a saucer
up and head down to the metal corporate tunnels
Ice the soldered ship wiring; pissed of the mother and um,
I'd be lying if I said I your intentions
See my sabotage seeks defensive action to save the race
You land in on board to mention magma (Blaze the place!)
Red five revival there's in the bible
Obviously, ultra take advance when I point
Comparison of ET little old freak me (She be on somethin')
Hey riddle sweet peas wit' your nickel fickle CDs, miserable TV sitcom (typical!)
Pathetic. Ritual. slackership
Beautiful you aint established shit! I consider you foul
Prowl back to the under burnt pride in the dark (sup yall!)
They want us dead or without the 'aliiivee' Part
The sun rose over a bag shortage
Last week I was like bless the saint that invented the cordless'
This I saw the re-wrap of the bull's-eye of my worship
Temple body slash Mastermind diversions (Fuck yall!)
Lets do this shit, my movement any space invader practice
Stomped enemy like "Hey what now, bitch!?"
human hear me rise above material and cardinal sin
They me in the face

Mars (X5)

(Puffin' smoke) Run around with your face on
(Jet-black smoke on the horizon) smoke in the air.
wins! (I thought you would like it)
(We gon' make it) Who you 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! elephant, and it drops
We on a three-ringed ancient elephant tusk
Bitter, at fully (break bread!) you it off
it electric, sure, But NY Electra's not about electric wars
Never seen a poor man's set fake (Last page!)
Three, two, one, domesticate!
In the of the cave reinventing 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 to the now-born solo panel cutters stole quo to the core (dirt mess!)
Stone cold's hands out core cryogenics,
Can't talk wit' a tongue full a' rug burn!
Bad cholesterol blood sugar
Four-piece wit' a subwoofer!
I'm not you to act like you notice (Oh Aesop's SO Mesozoic.)
Now what if in the cabin built the old
Opened the mirror, stole a pulse the voltage
me alive is the vibe with the Vulcan's (hope!)
I'm the catapult (Catapult!)
I break it down to the bunk for the crooks wit' the of a angel
Eat. Sleep. Fuck.
Structural droids; bangs for the buck
But they want a last stegosaurs - thorns in the glove (buck it!)
Prehistoric land shark business, cradling the 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 beacon's never set;
Who till we all catch vapors
Don't call it a sound-off, "Mars Attacks" be the downfall
It's not a game no more, run from the flash, leave your at the door
A lot of gadgets; give em' all back just to nullify the savage
Mic's crumble we be rockin' in the year of the Troglodyte
Saw a grey mouse rabid poured on a board to the dull 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 with X Hex (give it up!)
For the yesterdays, or the I can assure you if the RZA got the sword, (dead flesh!)

no time left. (Keep ya head up now)
Maaaaarrrrrrrrssss wins! (I thought you like it)
head will be down in the dirt
We'll end it quick
Maaaaarrrrrrrrssss wins! (See how you are then..)
Your head down with a mouth of pebbles
That's it man, no left.
Ya'll keep talkin'. get you nowhere...