mad martian wishlist şarkı sözleri

Ever since, I grabbed a pen I've been fighting with something less evident A force, hiding in my mind since I was a kid So secretive, like the three rooms of the Vatican And sometimes it consumes me, pure devourment And I try not to end up in a hell again So I step into this boxing stance Throwing hands in my defense I don't wanna take an L but I can't withstand The waves of demons breaking my shell (uh) Compare it to hate in your mail Trying to stay sane and it helps To sharpen my blade and chop 'em in half Go for the tackle and yell, this is like a game of NFL Training my brain, strengthen my health Creating a name, I need to abbreviate Double M, that's who I am In the same way my hometown is spelled A boy from a small place in Belgium Not the type people wait in line for but that helped with Creating my outsider image The alien is here to establish a base I'm a menace to the average rapper 'Cus my sound is foreign but splendid 'Cus I got a lot of- Wishes on my Wishlist These are my commandments Guiding me through different Lands I've never trodden Terra incognita Martyr on this mission Slave to my compass So lost without it Wishes on my Wishlist These are my commandments Guiding me through different Lands I've never trodden Terra incognita Martyr on this mission Slave to my compass So lost without it And I'm in a bellicose stance It's part of my incredible plan Invading everything, unitary states or federal lands Not a river or straight will stand in my way If you're on the opposite end, you will stand a terrible chance Like the French in the Battle of France Engulf you with a flow do the Hannibal dance Watch me ascend quite quick after using the crescent tactic You can't claim that I had it easy while perfecting my plan I Trained like a Jedi, aimed through my scope without using deadeye Playing this game so much I wanna turn semi-pro Reach superstardom overnight but we all know that I ain't the type Or am I blessed with the trait of being diligent Do I possess massive luck like the founder of penicillin So much people call it an accident The alien who crashed in the Occident And ever since, I've been impressed with the hurdles on this test Took many L's I was left compressed Right now I'm trying to win and I'm doing my best Just a Baron not a prince, one who ran from the masses Lost online competitions, don't wanna sound drastic but Will my goals one day come to fruition? Lord please grant me my- Wishes on my Wishlist These are my commandments Guiding me through different Lands I've never trodden Terra incognita Martyr on this mission Slave to my compass So lost without it Wishes on my Wishlist These are my commandments Guiding me through different Lands I've never trodden Terra incognita Martyr on this mission Slave to my compass So lost without it
Sanatçı: Mad Martian
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