Blue sky on mars by Apathy & Celph Titled
Blue sky on mars by Apathy & Celph Titled

Blue sky on mars

Apathy & Celph Titled * Track #21 On Tour Lords

Blue sky on mars Lyrics

[Chorus]
Just youuu....
Just meee...

[Verse 1 - Apathy]
I am the Leviathan
Violence playing over violence
Vials in the lab full of vile things
Fire brings smoke clouds
Dead kings and broke crowns
You on the highway to hell and you broke down
Your brakes cut, when will these motherfuckers wake up?
Crying over bitches like a real bad break-up
You probably turn Drake up, and turn Wu off
I don't fuck with new music because it sounds too soft
Even underground rappers sing emotional shit now
Looking all confused like I'm supposed to just sit down
I'ma burn you motherfuckers to ash
Completely disintegrate you like a space-ship's crash
I'ma take this stash, and I'ma make this cash
Invest in the stock market, I'ma make this last
I'ma (oriented ??) in the atmosphere to make this splash
Get on your knees, close your eyes, I'ma make this fast
Shots echoing, people ducking for cover
My engine revving, and I'm 'bout to start burning rubber
So burn another, turn another song on
Sample's old-school, it could turn your mother's mom on
Metal heads fighting to the front to get they mosh on
While I'm sitting back, counting stacks like Mahjong
Make money money take money, yeah rock on
I'm a speeding rocket hitting targets that I lock on

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
There's a new guy in charge with a few rhymes and bars
Who flew by the stars and put a blue sky on Mars
I'm ( who??) in cars, get a few dimes and broads
Dick so big, my drawers is two sizes large
Y'all won't walk the streets without your bodyguards
Wanna be gramercy risk with huge Karate (squads??)
Fuck a fair one, you'll get shot with a flare gun
My verse to the snare drum will make grizzly bears run
Bitches go get your hair done, I'm roasting them bare buns
Fat fuck, I'm jumping in your bed like I'm Air Pun
Hoes love the dad-bod, cock is enormous
Clocking these gorgeous whores while I rock a performance
Wanna cop some recordings? Just drop your coordinates
I'll put the headphones on, and lock in the quarter-inch
The microphone master, put the track in submission
Trapped in addiction to the wax when I'm picking the raps written
The Night King tour, soon as I left Cali'
I left a foot of snow that stretched to Death Valley
Let the horns blow, I'ma aim at the torso
And drop a sixteen that's as mean as a cain corso

[Chorus]

Blue sky on mars Q&A

Who produced Blue sky on mars's ?

Blue sky on mars was produced by Apathy.

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