Madd Martian - Houston We Have A Problem

I was born to shine just like Houston's skyline
I just had to say that for my city one time
Welcome to planet mars this is past cloud nine
Where we get wavy like the damn coastline
Houston we have a problem
Came to save the city in the Batmobile - Gotham
The only way is up when you started from the bottom
Now all I'm trying to see is dollar signs and commas
Houston we have a problem
Came to save the city in the Batmobile - Gotham
The only way is up when you started from the bottom
Now all I'm trying to see is dollar signs and commas
This one's for the hometown, for the home crowd
It's the freestyle prince, with the gold crown
And if they didn't know, well they know now
Living life fast, gotta go, I can't slow down
Pen, paper, power - perfectly combined
I'm a star like the sun planets perfectly aligned
MADD to the Martian no band cause I'm the man
MADD to the Martian this not a name this a brand
They ask what's my technique I just say I'm spitting me
Stay fresh I never fade like I was washed in downy
I've been ran over by my train of thought
So the next line I was gonna say I just forgot
Planning out my domination like an evil plot
Sometimes you have to give a little, to get a lot
So ima give it all to get the most that I've ever got
Private jets fancy Yates, top suites at the Marriot
Houston we have a problem
Came to save the city in the Batmobile - Gotham
The only way is up when you started from the bottom
Now all I'm trying to see is dollar signs and commas
Houston we have a problem
Came to save the city in the Batmobile - Gotham
The only way is up when you started from the bottom
Now all I'm trying to see is dollar signs and commas
I was born to shine just like Houston's skyline
I just had to say that for my city one time
Welcome to planet mars this is past cloud nine
Where we get wavy like the damn coastline
More bars than a holding cell, dreams like a wishing well
They see that I'm up next, they hit me with I wish you well
Even in the past, I knew I'd be the future
Now throw your hand up, as if I'm about to shoot you
The smartest hardest artist and his artwork
Easily make your heart hurt put careers in the dark dirt
I'm the monster under the bed I'm the monster in the closet
Had to bring the wave more drip than a faucet
I don't do the drama lil mama no gossip
I don't do the nonsense, just stick to the topic
I step with a purpose, enough to make 'em nervous
Real lion-hearted but I'm watching for the serpents
Contracts and checks I don't even know cursive
Me and the whole gang move like the secret service
Presidential pimping sit me down in the white house
Married to the game that's my life spouse (Yeah)

Written by:
Marvin Alvarado

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