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satellite high - i'm a martian and i'm a viking lyrics

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[intro]
one two, one two
check it out, satellite j nice on the track
and you know how we do it when we double time it just like this

we in the building, say what i’m knowing now
i put it down, i’m on the bottom shelf, i’m low and brown
them dudes got mics but they can’t rap, i’ma show them how
this track a seminar, and all of y’all are going down

so listen up, pay attention cause i speak in here
and i’ma put the truth just all up in your freaking ear
no sweat, never bitter, never leaking fear
i’m getting thrown out the band, i’ma leak in here

[refrain]
just slowly sinking to the bottom of the sink, man
spendin’ days spinnin’ circles round a big drain
gotta get my sh+t together, straighten out my sick brain
i’m throwin’ at the wall and just seein’ what stick, man

[verse 1]
you a stick man, we drawin’ straws
i got some fingers down, dude, but i’m growin’ claws
sh+t below returning, shoulder in the growing cost
changing history like jesus never known the cross
i’m a blasphemer, f+cking god d+mn it
i’m a martian, i was born upon the wrong planet
sixty million dollars like they threw lebron at it
and all my hissing on the mic is what you call static

we comin’ up from underground and movin’ in the attics
driving manual on tracks, never automatic
i’m like that chick in spike lee’s fl!ck, i got a habit

my sh+t be all atlantic, my sh+t be all pacific
your sh+t so chicken, should be givin’ out some waffles with it
this is an awful business, and it’ll topple kids
unless your name like carnegie or stephanopolis

i’m low on vinegar, but got a lot of p+ss
i burn it all down, gamora and sodom kids
y’all chance for little hits, but you all don’t miss
ain’t got no time for f+cking around with all you college kids

you apologists, and i’m never sorry
genre tourists, i’m the lion out in your safari

y’all be like, “i don’t like rap, but i like to party!”

satellite gonna give you what you came here for
your body gettin’ battered, but your brain need more
rock dudes catchin’ shine for the same three chords
them rappers all corny, just makin’ me bored
satellite gonna give you what you came here for
your body gettin’ battered but your brain need more
rock dudes catchin’ shine for the same three chords
them rappers all corny just makin’ me bored

everybody wanna rap fast when they hear the hats go quick on a beat like this, and
ain’t n0body sayin’ sh+t when they get to throwin’ at the fence and i clench my fists
just clank when i crank on the wrench like this, rap technician, i mention this
expect the oppression, agony, stress, and shame with your name on the pension list

[refrain (2x)]
just slowly sinking to the bottom of the sink, man
spending days spinning circles around the big drain
gotta get my sh+t together, straighten out my sick brain
i’m throwing at the wall and just seeing what sticks, man

just slowly sinking to the bottom of the sink, man
spending days spinning circles round a big drain
gotta get my sh+t together, straighten out my sick brain
i’m throwing at the wall and just seeing what sticks, man

[outro]
i’m a martian, i’m a viking
i’m a martian. i’m a viking
i’m a martian. i’m a viking
what?

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