I'm the fly on the wall who's watching each and every bar fight I'm the brick wall backdrop that's decorated in the starlight Mars ILL, we do battle deep
the market that's as black as their heart [Playdough] Inside the ventricles, I flip it around to make receptacles And fill with Mars ILL Harmonic is
radon, laced with syntactical blows Expose heads like photos to Jehovah, broken at His feet Rock hard like concrete to glorify the Most High? Regardless, I rip flawlessly raw
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[Verse 1] I rock spots with top-notch communication On time like a stopwatch while others keep me waiting Pop lock to a beat box while taking potshots
[Verse 1: manCHILD] I vent my anger on you strangers that I've never even met As I employ endangered medium of recordable cassettes To audibly connect
[Verse 1:] It's there and it's here, it's far and it's near All my hopes and all my fears are manifested in the sphere It's distorted but it's clear,
[Chorus:] Heads rush and faces blush when the fader gets touched There's not much time to rhyme and sometimes it's not enough Touch mics, touch Christ
[Chorus:] that which is done that will be done and nothing is new thats under the sun that which is done that will be done and nothing is new thats under
points hit home Roam from here to Italy Such a deep impact on hip-hop you'd think maybe a comet was hitting me Spitting ill soliloquies in a symphony
[Verse 1:] I think, therefore I am fresh, stand next to the next man And can bless fans, decks and mics Come correct like I was right, but when I write
[Chorus:] We fly the pen like a pilot when it's time to begin Fight to win with the power that makes the sky bend We got to end to make room for the
[Verse 1:] Put reverb on my vocals, I don't want to repeat myself Like no one else before or after on the grill of the mic Mars ILL, in the still of
Without me, it's all just hype men, dat tapes, and back up dancers Hold my banner for knowledge, wisdom and understand integrity Every city Mars ILL goes
