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[Intro]
My name is Marsh and this world I'm out of it (Out of it)
'Cause with all this -- shit I'm starting to sound like ALF bit
Ha I kill me this medicine's counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Checked in at the Royal Garden
To chill and avoid my problems
Until paranoia caused me
To feel like I'm going bonkers
For real think my toilet's talkin'
I spilled like like forty bottles
Of pills think your boy is startin'
To feel like a spoiled carton of milk
'Cause it just occurred
My girl's cheatin' I'm kickin' that fucking bitch to the curb
But the word "fucking" ain't meant to be a descriptive word
The type of bitch she is ain't no adjective it's a verb
Ho thinks her snatch is magical
But that's how she attracts men though
Traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid
Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow
In fact it'll be nothin' to throw that lil' bitch with a capital B out the back window
Of the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo
When I'm strapped when I spit rapid like a ratchet
A halfwit I'll aim at then I'll
Been fire bitch I can outrap Reynolds
A pad and pen'll be great but a napkin'll do
Return of the whack sicko
Head spinnin' like Invisibl Skratch Piklz
Yeah Shady's back see the bat signal
It's time to go bat shit like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it
I'd like to introduce myself
Hi there bitch...
[Chorus]
My name is Marsh and I'm out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)
Call me extra extraterrestrial
Extra extra extraterrestrial (Skrrt yeah)
[Verse 2]
I could keep beefin' fuck is the point?
I could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit
If you're still looking for smoke I already gave you an L
I'd rather just see you in Hell but I should get Puff on the joint (Diddy)
Wait run it back I said give you an L inhale
Puff on the joint I am the blunt you avoid
Used to get jumped for my ProWings
When I was growing up they said a Slinky's a wonderful toy
My mother thought I was such a fun little boy
"Oh what a bundle of joy"
Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin
From a tantrum I was throwing
Like a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee
I don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it
Once I get going rain thunder it's storming
Puddles are forming I hear somebody's voice
In my head say it's still a dream
Then he said kill emcees
Trippie Redd with pills and lean
Sipping meds in the limousine
Getting head guillotine
[Chorus]
My name’s Marsh and I'm out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)
Call me extra extraterrestrial (Yeah)
Extra extra extraterrestrial
[Verse 3]
Yeah
So all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis)
I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)
Eat you pussies like cunnilingus (Like cunnilingus)
There ain't no stoppin' it (There ain't no stoppin' it)
They say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius)
When that Kamikaze hit (When that Kamikaze hit)
Now they call me "butterfingers" (They call me "butterfingers")
'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)
You wanna butt heads? Shut up Beavis haha
I got your bitch with her butt out
I'm hittin' a lick 'cause she stickin' her tongue out (Bitch)
You got no hitters you might be pitchin' a shut out
She 'bout to give up the dugout (Yeah)
I should just live in a nuthouse
Right now I live in an igloo (Yeah)
And I'm not chillin' the fuck out
Treat you like a stepparent does to a stepchild with red hair and
Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran so call me the ginger bread man
I'm a stan of Redman X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan
But I look up to myself (Yeah)
Like a fucking headstand (Yeah)
So why w-w-why else would I call myself an alien?
How could I hit a dry spell? (Yeah) I'm named after the wetlands
[Chorus]
I'm Marsh and I'm out this world (This world)
S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit)
Call me extra extraterrestrial (Yeah)
My name is Marsh and my name is my name is
My name is Marsh
(supprime les barrés)