Galaxy 3
Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no drill It's ET, the real, comin' to Earth to chill Seen the planet lookin' rough, need a cosmic boost Packin' heatwave beats that gon' loosen you loose From Andromeda galaxy, lightyears I flew Heard your rappers all the same, spittin' deja vu I'm here to flip the script, bend the space-time flow Show you humans how to truly put on a show (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Verse 2) My spaceship's cleaner than your Bentley, for real Powered by crystals that no human can steal Got a vocabulary that'll warp your brain Leave you speechless, lookin' like you feelin' the pain Not physical, mental, the truth is unveiled Your understanding of rap is drastically failed I'm blendin' quantum physics with a boom-bap beat Droppin' knowledge bombs, make your soul complete (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Bridge) Forget what you heard, forget what you know This ain't a conspiracy, it's the cosmic show We're all connected, from the stars to the street So open your mind, and feel the heat! (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Outro) Galaxy Three! Word to the universe! Beam me up, Scotty... but I'll be back, of course! (Beat fades out with a distorted robotic echo)
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Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no drill It's ET, the real, comin' to Earth to chill Seen the planet lookin' rough, need a cosmic boost Packin' heatwave beats that gon' loosen you loose From Andromeda galaxy, lightyears I flew Heard your rappers all the same, spittin' deja vu I'm here to flip the script, bend the space-time flow Show you humans how to truly put on a show (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Verse 2) My spaceship's cleaner than your Bentley, for real Powered by crystals that no human can steal Got a vocabulary that'll warp your brain Leave you speechless, lookin' like you feelin' the pain Not physical, mental, the truth is unveiled Your understanding of rap is drastically failed I'm blendin' quantum physics with a boom-bap beat Droppin' knowledge bombs, make your soul complete (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Bridge) Forget what you heard, forget what you know This ain't a conspiracy, it's the cosmic show We're all connected, from the stars to the street So open your mind, and feel the heat! (Chorus) Alien flow, interstellar fire Leavin' rappers in the dust, raisin' them higher Got the mothership bass, the nebula rhyme This ain't no invasion, just savin' y'all time From wackness and boredom, the same old routine I'm the Martian Messiah, the lyrical machine They call me the extraterrestrial icon, see This my planet now, welcome to Galaxy Three! (Outro) Galaxy Three! Word to the universe! Beam me up, Scotty... but I'll be back, of course! (Beat fades out with a distorted robotic echo)
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