[Verse 1: Martin $ky]
Yo
Hotter than pots, rocking the socks
With weed leaves on top with my hat cocked to the back
Bag full of my essentials for the traveling
Headphones, laptop, I keep that notepad with me
Uh
Flake when nobody heard of me
Hope you getting in but now you're sitting where the curb would be
Keep dribbling words, my flow permanent swerve
Gawd they getting fed up with what your serving them
Uh
And as the plot thickens I be rolling up a dub and watching robot chicken
Putting out them records
Hope them record labels listening
They label me incredible, and reckless, my incision's pretty deep
But these types of songs is what they need in fact
Hope you really trying to think it when you proceed to rap
Fire from the infinite abyss of lyrics
Listen to them critics, they like crickets
I ain't trying to hear it
[Hook: Martin $ky]
It's the sinister word scribbling villain
With out of this world audio
The mass is really feeling this, shit
Top of the mountain, high as [?]
This rapper with the manifest, and I ain't did my damage yet
Rapture the youth with a flow venomous
Motives as low as ditches, with acid trips I'm indigenous
First spitter with genuine cold lyrics
I'm sitting in booths, killing with literal raps, feeling it
Yo
Hotter than pots, rocking the socks
With weed leaves on top with my hat cocked to the back
Bag full of my essentials for the traveling
Headphones, laptop, I keep that notepad with me
Uh
Flake when nobody heard of me
Hope you getting in but now you're sitting where the curb would be
Keep dribbling words, my flow permanent swerve
Gawd they getting fed up with what your serving them
Uh
And as the plot thickens I be rolling up a dub and watching robot chicken
Putting out them records
Hope them record labels listening
They label me incredible, and reckless, my incision's pretty deep
But these types of songs is what they need in fact
Hope you really trying to think it when you proceed to rap
Fire from the infinite abyss of lyrics
Listen to them critics, they like crickets
I ain't trying to hear it
[Hook: Martin $ky]
It's the sinister word scribbling villain
With out of this world audio
The mass is really feeling this, shit
Top of the mountain, high as [?]
This rapper with the manifest, and I ain't did my damage yet
Rapture the youth with a flow venomous
Motives as low as ditches, with acid trips I'm indigenous
First spitter with genuine cold lyrics
I'm sitting in booths, killing with literal raps, feeling it
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