SwizZz - MartianzZz vs. GoblinzZz lyrics

[Intro] SwizZz Ha, number six [Verse 1] Funk volume k** them all AK's and molotovs Militant minds I'm getting strapped ready to set it off I crash landed on this planet attacking like panic Z'd talking. I'm in a**embling hammocks You ain't a martian goon, goblin goon, or a beast But you might return a ghost if you press your luck with me I forced game to tat a Z on his other cheek Made him claim he was a Crip and jacked his mother f**ing beat He sobbed on the floor, threw a tantrum and wept Like when 50 bullied him and stole his royalty checks (He reps the west though!) Well I don't give a sh**, Thomas So does Dre and I slapped him with a waffle iron He pushed Detox back too many times When it drops he'll be 59 Popping Cialis and going blind Better late than never right? Hey, Wayne, tell them why your grill looks like crushed ice [Hook] b**h, I'm a mother f**ing martian! (Martian!) I'm a god damn goblin (repeat 3x) Mother f**ing martian! (Martian!) I'm a god damn goblin We are not the same I am a martian [Verse 2] Yesterday I left a voice mail for Shady While he was at the movies with Hailie that made him angry I questioned why he only disses boy groups and divas Pop bands and singers, like Mariah and Christina What the f** is that about? He's a legendary lyricist That gets an orgasm from bashing females with a cli*oris I'll f**ing ball gag him Rope him to a lawn chair, drag his a** to Super Cuts Bleach back his blonde hair I don't care or give a f** about your views sh**, I should've replaced Glenn Beck in Fox News Because I can propagandize and bullsh**, too Spread hate, divide a country, and fabricate the truth And if that isn't enough (what?) Watch me turn it up (Up!) Get my Diddy on and rape an artist for his bucks (Bucks!) Sentence Wiz Khalifa to rehab and take his blunt Hey, Wayne, tell them why you drink that purple stuff [Hook] [Verse 3] We are not the same, I am a different breed Swizzle's official, I'm ejecting n***as, and call and tease A crack head, I devolved into a f**ing fiend Snort and rock nation wearing Sean John long sleeves Kellie Rowland was desperate to lay it on me She booked the sweetest Caesar's I supplied the bomb weed We were drinking, smoking Rubbing in exotic lotion Until she spread her monkey and it smelled like sardines I rock shows with nothing but a snuggie on Dropping bombs like wide receivers with bu*ter fingers and sweaty palms Come on and keep your hands up pal, or get mopped like Ortiz With a two-piece to the mouth, scream, holler and shout Then whisper, mumble, murmur The FDA should prohibited fata**es from buying burgers From Jack 'n' the Box and Hardees McDonald's, Wendy's and Arby's God damn I'm ready to party Wayne, tell 'em what you are [Hook]