Bitch I'm a mothafuckin' martian (goddamn goblin) Bitch I'm a mothafuckin' martian (it's the goddamn goblin) Bitch I'm a mothafuckin' martian (I'm a goddamn goblin) Mothafuckin' martian (goddamn goblin) We are not the same, I am a martian Blood gang kill

Yeah, goddamn, you think you cool, you think I'm not you think you tough Goddamn, you think you hard, you think I'm soft, you think you rough Goddamn, you talkin' shit, better close your lips, you need to hush Before the end of the night I'm gonna have

Goddamn, wassup, nigga? Hey, that motherfucker clean Who was that? Hey, that's Dre, nigga, that's the Look at that shit That nigga hangin' that motherfucker, Goddamn That nigga chromed out up under that motherfucker Hangin' on the bumper X

I need to freak Like please let me freak Lemme freak! (I don't give a damn what you playin right now This is me comin at you as a man right now, lemme freak) I'm talkin to ya (lemme freak goddamn it lemme freak, just lemme freak) Girl I smell that pussy

She make that back move (Damn) She made the titties move (Goddamn) I got the moves I'm making moves You gotta move (You gotta move) I make the city move (Like whoa) I made the city move I got the moves (I'm making moves)

In the thrill of it all I remind myself of what I lost that night And I guess you were goddamn perfect ‘Cause every single time you call I guess I got lost in the moment I guess I got lost in the fall I guess I got lost in your heartbeat I regret that I

This is not, this is not I'm just saying boy Rambo, they begging for mercy, like the lambo' No they told me kill them all, goddamn though I know they want to see me fall, look where I am though On two feet, that's where I stand though I'm a true fucking

Fuck you Ice Cube It's the nigga you love to hate I heard payback's a motherfucking nigga That's why I'm sick of gettin' treated like a goddamn stepchild Fuck a punk cause I ain't him You gotta deal with the nine double m The damn scum that you all hate

Pledge allegiance, no flag God nation, goddamned The devil dances with the scorned And how the fire keeps us warm Tunnel vision, no man Damnation, god damn Can't see the forest for the trees Can't heal the wound before we bleed

We are far from perfect But perfect as we are We are bruised, we are broken But we are goddamn works of art Meanwhile, the cracks have formed on the masks we've worn up 'til now Keeping up appearances, don't break now We're buckled from the weight