sorry its staticy. i do not own the music, no copyright intended. lyrics:coventry, its where its at,east side cat nigga im fat, take a swing from a bat, pull out a gat, how bout that? takin shots make it pop, pop rocks.people sellin rocks like goons from the mornin to the afternoon, make it to the evening, no we're even. too much shit got me in trouble, the definition of my past, hustle. houstle & toustle,houdle for the plan, the people sayin nigga i aint playin. they all talk then beat em' up, walk it out, get out all the pain. family problems are hard, rock. fuck thats hat happened to my family, chuck. straigh up actor, & he'll never change, he'll always be a thug and thats a fact, factor. fear factor, standin up to all your fears, just be a man and dont shed any tears. *chorus* martian, its what i am,tamed the beast inside of me, doin the good stuff thats where ima be. doin anything just to see my family. hows my mom and bro thats all i really wanna know. lifes been messe! d up & fast, thrown.seems like its all been thrown away but im still here and not far away arent i? heaven, given a privlage,dont wanna be a slave in devils village. i changed and im proud, but i miss screamin loud to the sky thinkin we were invinsable and we would never die, but thats a fairy tale, fail. lost my friend to a plant so its obvious, being a trouble maker will only bring you to the dungeons of hell,trust me, no one will hear you yell, not even for help, so i changed who i am& Gods on my
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