Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Sleep Till Mars , by - AntihéroesRelease date: 12.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Sleep Till Mars |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |
| No |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, I’m even trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |
| Yo, I’m dumb like Einstein stubbing his toe |
| On a stupid chair he knew was there |
| Icy sipping ice tea in Freddy Kruger’s lair |
| Humans stare |
| When I trip and triple backflip through the air |
| Then land on me weak hand like it was planned |
| Artistic virtuoso drawing a line in the sand |
| And a thousand words couldn’t sum me up |
| In the summer sun huddled up |
| Wiping a single solitary bead of sweat from me fod |
| With a freshly pressed 50 note |
| And drink and smoke on the job |
| You can’t direct debit the cost to be the boss |
| I interrupt your feature presentation mid-scene to floss |
| Boom shaka laka |
| Got your wifey’s head turning quicker than if Chewbacca slapped her |
| There’s too much shit to do |
| I’m ringing but it won’t connect |
| Rest me head for ten minutes, feel like I’ve overslept |
| No |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |
| No |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, I’m even trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |
| I’m looking at you like, 'Why the fuck am I looking at you?!' |
| I deserve a colossal diamond studded statue |
| Just for being G |
| Fuck the scenery, the only thing you should even wanna see is me |
| I play you like my Juno |
| I’ve got all the knowledge I want already, so fuck what you know |
| I’m wildin' like I’m Tuco |
| Don’t even die unless I give you permission to do so |
| It’s true, if I tell 'em that’s it’s true |
| Everything I do is an incredible memory… for you |
| So con-grat-u-fucking-lations |
| We build a pyramid, sit atop it and plot like a gang of crooked masons |
| Smothered Jason with a couch cushion |
| I’ll make your whole crew fall back without pushing |
| I see you clowns running your mouth, fronting |
| You rappers claiming you 'bout suttin |
| But you 'bout nuttin |
| No |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |
| No |
| Sleep till we’ve landed on |
| Mars |
| Then it’s sweet |
| But until that day though |
| I’m not missing a peep |
| By catching a Z, I’m even trapping in bed |
| Tryna get a head |