Daev Martian - Tryna Live lyrics

[Verse 1: Daev Martian] I got a question for you, who is Daev Martian? Is he the type of human you'd compare to being a Spartan? Problem is he's Jungular so Jane chose Tarzan Always paranoid because of what he's been farming Funny how he feels at home when all he is is foriegn But they don't notice it because he's superpower hosting You often see he's head burning like a Ghost Rider Praise be to those who write scripts for the famous Put it down simply I'm your ghost writers writer And you could try to sue me but the truth is I'm the Plaintiff I'll let you off on this case, untangle your chaining You're Corey's big sis n***a you're so Raven Find me with the birds Closer to the Heavens Never number six but Always number seven Non-sensical lyricism is irritating to the male ear But to the opposite its irrigating [Hook] Tryna Live Tryna Live My Life F*ck These n***as X2 [Verse 2: Daev Martian] So lets rob a million for us to chill again What better oppurtunity is there us to be the kids again? The Resonance of this rennaisance is everlasting Future's looking loose ain't no need to act bent (uhm) Buzzing like the bees upon the flowers Chillin with fellow mates discussing my superpowers Having deep dumb discussions about how the world works But at the same time we dont give a f** about the worlds works Girls twerk Pro twerkers on the internet As much as you can twerk I'm more intrested in your intellect (How deep can you take it?) And I ain't talkin' bout inner s** (How deep can you take it?) I mean I'm having a conversation Your brain capacity is obviously obliterated Seemed a lot smarter when I was toasted or hella faded If musical taste was the basis of intellengence Then singing at the Operas would make you kinda relevant [Hook] x2 [Skit] [Verse 3: Daev Martian] Coolest dude since around about the 92's I've walked enough in my shoes, I dont need you're Jimmy Choo's The Mood is really blue Ocean full of Great Whites Take a great bite but not more than you can chwew ayt Now I'm at the mansion, Trixx offers absynth Trips of the abstract had me trippin for an hour Swear that I was absent Pretty British Fairies talking to me with an accent Find me making her trippy on heavy testicles GoodMorning babysitters have you prepared all the cereal I'm serious dog, I'm a serial cereal k**er Murder your box Plus I'm cooler than the Ice T that miss Coco Pops Handle your b**hed (yo) They're barking at the wrong tree Even the alphabet agrees with the Fact that I am "G" O.D of codiene is what you prolly need L.O.T.U.G Who as sick as we?