Insomniac! / HIVE REMIX (2013)

[Verse One: Kell$ Kennedy (NXSLEEP)]
It's Kells and yes, the girls confess that I'm the best
And if they left, I'd wake up later -
Less stressed, depressed, and better dressed
But better yet, find a finer girl and get her wet
Rolling through with the Spaceship Mob, Nobody better than
Kell$ Kennedy, John Lennon said to let it be
But these faggots get to me, so
Wack rappers rest in peace
I'm next to be the best, suggest that you invest in me
Once again, haters you could not mean any less to me
A minute next to me, you see i live a trill life
Spaceship mob, running from cops, ripping pops at lil mikes
They say my flow is real tight, yeah i know, it's ill right?
Asking if it's still night - 5am and I still write
Sleep is for the weak, I'm an insomniac, living restless
'bout to kill a bunch of beats so I can cross them off my checklist
Here to show you what the best is, spit perfection in a second
Swerving through these intersections
Mugging mean in my reflection, bitch it's

[Hook: Kell$ Kennedy & Kris Martian]
Me and my fucking team, Spaceship M-O-B
Swear that i'm a king, I will decapitate my enemies
S-P-A-C-E-M-O-B. S-P-A-C-E-M-O-B. (x2)

[Verse Two: Kell$ Kennedy (NXSLEEP)]
Hopping fences to make impressions
Kell$ got them lames standing at attention
Did I mention how tense the tension?
They in suspension like I missed my tenth detention
For a mary jane session right before my intervention
But I'm, still doper than some motherfucking crack rock (yo)
Girl looks like a model, baby, let me see your cat walk (woah)
Me and Kris Martin making music on a laptop
Then head to chill with James Dyl and Lil Mike ripping fat pops
..Yo, it's Kell$ Kennedy, the haters are the enemies

[Verse Three: Kris Martian]
Martian!
I got bitches in the jacuzzi, making up a home movie
Spitting like a fucking Uzi, rapid fire, Call of Duty
I'm fucked up, they say that I need therapy (crazy!)
Slit your throat, while laughing so hysterically (hahaha)
Slenderman, got your children scared of me (boo!)
So fucking sick, you could say I have a rare disease
Making hella cheese, bitches on they fucking knees
Begging please, I'm like jeez, you don't have to be so sleazy
Easy, squeeze these tits, getting wheezy off these spliffs
Some days I wanna commit, maybe I'll jump off a cliff
Shit I already did...
But I'm back, popping bubble wrap
Hit you with a fucking bat, turning my fucking hat
While murdering this fucking track
In fact, I know that I'm dapper, making fear the factor
Hells' Headmaster, so much for happily ever after
So laugh it up buttercup because I trust my fucking gut
Must we discuss my digust for rhino tusks and angel dust?
Blunts so fat that they about to bust
Kris, I'm a Martian and I'm dangerous
Flow hot like hellfire, triple six, Krucifix
Got the devil on my dick, dipping chips, eating fish
Fuck swag is for fags, my style is groovy
Lucifer, nah, I just call my bitch Lucy
(I'm home, Lucy! Get off the phone, Lucy!
Get the fuck over here and give me some dome, Lucy!)

[Hook: Kell$ Kennedy & Kris Martian]
Me and my fucking team, Spaceship M-O-B
Swear that i'm a king, I will decapitate my enemies
S-P-A-C-E-M-O-B. S-P-A-C-E-M-O-B. (x2)