Rocket gear loaded for landing
Arriving to planet earth in 10 secs
Verse1:
I just landed back on earth and I brought some more bars
Um talking music for your ears not hershy and smores
I be blasting so hard like white heads out ya pores
Audience clapping to my art some they know I adore
I be eaten, killing, beating rappers make em sit down
When I rap they turn yellow caution simpsons crusty the clown
I be flying delta airlines while they take the grey hound
No matter how they try to take lead I'm king of the town
Cause I gotta get my bank (that's right)
Drop hott tracks to make em think (give em fright)
Turn they whole mood from white (to black)
When they sleep I'm in they heads (tonight)
Rappers can swallow my cockiness just like rihanna
Cause when I rap my heart frozen come on tell em madonna
I let em drop they tracks recording music shit in dark alleys
But when I drop a track the people ready for grand finales
I got ten ten twenty to put down on bet
I'll rip a rapper to shreds like a tyga in a vet
My stuff so different everybody like it babies to mamas
I'm the president of this shit like borrack obama
They keep flossing in the lights so I call em a stunna
Need to take them country rhymes out to a farm they not bomber
All these chicken headed brawds yall can cock a doodle doo
All these non profit gangstas gargle listerine too
I'm sticking to my religion cause I know that it's true
Not fashion true religion looking up skys blue
Music blasting off the charts because I know who my target
I'm talking new young old every android market
Champagne in yacht just let the dock its...
Chorus: (2x's)
Operation mars
This is operation mars
Operation mars
This is operation mars
I just left from the my planet then I shot on to mars
Through the solar system came back blasting these bars
Verse2:
(Yawn)
I'm sleeping on these rappers...
I mean they think they bringing real music to the industry and it's like
W.t.f (get real) wake up
(Alarm goes off)
They be posting lame songs in the facebook groups
I mean it's so many of em like they coming like troups
Posting freestyles, mixtapes, even some teasers
I keep track of every move like a psychic reader
Polk county need to claim me on they income tax
Cause the gov loving how I'm bringing hiphop back
Lame artist recycle music like brothers bar b que racks
But I'm the new breed of rap artist pass around all my tracks
(Horse sound)
Like I said (me and you will never part)
More viewers than football player running yards
Got a hater in my car they said I don't go hard
So I made that lame hop out walk the boulevard
I'm stripping down rappers bringing in fake personas
Revealing true personally a lot are just dumber
Planet earth need a superhero... not marvel
... cause these niggaz sound horrible
Chorus: (2x's)
Operation mars
This is operation mars
Operation mars
This is operation mars
I just left from the my planet then I shot on to mars
Through the solar system came back blasting these bars