1. |
The God's Prayer
00:36
|
|||
Our father who art in heaven
Hollowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
For thine is the kingdom the power the glory
Forever and ever
Amen
|
||||
2. |
Blood Bath
04:44
|
|||
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
Divine intervention call it what you like
When they see my face it's like they seen tha light
Told me stay in line said to play my part
But I said fuck dat shit and stabbed through tha heart
Never one to follow don't sip what y'all drink
Lead y'all fools to knowledge but I can't make y'all think
Brought a new approach with a familiar sound
Brought some new fire from tha underground
Love is tha law do what thou wilt
If you violate you gettin fuckin killed
Don't speak ill when you use my name
You might know tha rules but I play a different game
You can't hide for long you gone see ya day
Ran ya fuckin mouth got you carried away
It's a dark path tha hearse a smooth ride
I'll catch you fuckin burnin on tha other side
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
It's a blood bath these fools think I'm trippin
But I had to get em they thought I was slippin
Fuckin wit my money man that's my heart
Y'all ain't ready for tha end so fool don't even start
Talkin real loud gettin real reckless
Try to snatch my crown and you'll be fuckin headless
Hail to tha king glory is tha god
You tried to act tough but it was all facade
Don't approach tha throne cuz you ain't fuckin real
We ain't peers you ain't my people we don't fuckin chill
Talk that non fiction cuz I'm a realist
Tell tha true story cuz I'm tha realest
Armageddon comin where you gone be
When the trumpets playin ya judgement on me
God of Hell fire and you gonna burn
Cuz Cowards like you y'all never fuckin learn
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em
They was playin wit my money so I had to get em
They love the blessin...fear tha wrath
Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath
They was prayin to tha god sayin "help me lord"
I said pay attention all you can afford
Down in tha dirt I brought you fools up
Fed you off my plate you drank from my cup
Gave you everything you got but you wanted more
Got to fuckin greedy now you on tha floor
Almost had it made but you had to spoil it
Now you leakin out like a broken toliet
Don't bite tha hand that feeds it's that simple see
We was both eatin then you turned on me
Now you decomposin in tha fuckin earth
All that envy huh? what's it fuckin worth
Gave you a inch you tried to take a mile
Now you in a ditch under a dirt pile
Chopped you into pieces ya soul may never rest
You lived a bugs life got squashed like a pest
|
||||
3. |
Perfection
03:08
|
|||
4. |
Eye of Providence
03:20
|
|||
Thought you's bout yo shit
But to me seem like you slippin
Said you keep it real
But to me seem like you trippin
Said you got that work
But you havin trouble flippin
This week talkin brazy
Last week you was crippin
Swear y'all suckas tickle me
Damn near split my side
I don't fuck wit none of y'all
Cuz y'all ain't down to ride
Oh you ran off on tha plug? hows that workin out
Swear that yous a thug? the truth is comin out
Trippin on some stupid shit fucked ya money up
Poppin off ya fuckin mouth too much in ya cup
Boy I ain't for playin wit I don't wanna fight
Send dem goons to get ya bumpin in the night
Put a fuckin end to that frontin that you do
Actin like I owe you when we know that ain't true
Talkin loud and stuntin flashin like you got it
Dat ain't get you nothin killed over some bullshit
False gods fall when a real god rise
Tried to power trip and you met your demise
I ain't wanna do it but man I had to
they's just to many fakers just like you
Wanna step to tha mic and play like they's a god
But Martel is tha truth and they see through your facade
Say your fuckin prayers repent your fuckin sin
Bow ya head down accept this is the end
Thought you's bout yo shit
But to me seem like you slippin
Said you keep it real
But to me seem like you trippin
Said you got that work
But you havin trouble flippin
This week talkin brazy
Last week you was crippin
Swear y'all suckas tickle me
Damn near split my side
I don't fuck wit none of y'all
Cuz y'all ain't down to ride
|
||||
5. |
||||
Man is tha beast, beast is tha man
I'm a fuckin god wit this mic in hand
More dangerous than a deadly dose
Beats hit hard leave you comatose
Somethin brand new for tha streets to bump
I ain't known to dance but I might humpty hump
If she lookin good, talkin extra thick
If she think we should, Imma probably stick
Take her to tha crib get some fuckin mouth
Call her up a lyft cuz we ain't playin house
I ain't play it cold she knew tha fuckin deal
We was just freakin, wasn't nothin real
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
Martel a savage that's what they say
Cuz I keep it real talkin 1k
Y'all fools is actors get ya act right
All my people like demons creatures of tha night
(I) don't try to act hard I blow y'all fools a kiss
But I can hold my own like I'm takin a piss
This ain't high school and I don't like tests
I like chubby girls wit small breast
Big titties too I ain't go even lie
Lick her from her toes to her inner thigh
Last supper shit what a last meal
She like it when I pray they only time I kneel
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
All these benjamins man I wanna get em
All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
|
||||
6. |
Numbers(Basic Math)
01:16
|
|||
I don't need calculus in these fuckin streets
All I need is basic math make sure my people eats
Put my money where my mouth is sellin rhymes by tha gram
He ain't really ballin tho just flexin for tha gram
Put ya word on tha scale see what weight it hold
What's it really worth? is it bullshit or is it gold?
If it's worth it's weight then I might fuckin pay
But if it ain't shit get the fuck up out my way
God so smart I could fill y'all fools wit knowledge
They won't let me teach I never went to college
|
||||
7. |
The Black Lodge
01:48
|
|||
8. |
The Last Supper
04:01
|
|||
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Out here in tha dirty all they do is bang
Fools say they down but they don't know a thang
The ones that fuckin know they would never tell it
And punks like you like to over sell it
You think you fuckin Abel but you don't know cain
Think you feel this shit but you don't know pain
This that real shit that fuckin darkness rap
This that country shit that Carolina trap
Figure Four leg lock on a fuckin beat
Have ya tappin out accepting your defeat
Dis that new era that brand new wave
It's Martel's world bitch you just in the way
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Groin to gullet you gettin fuckin cut
Cry all you want cuz I don't give a fuck
Sweets to tha Sweet I'm tha Candyman
Call me in tha dark you get tha hook hand
This ain't no urban legend this is real life
And tha way you livin yeah it's real trife
You gonna get yo due it's gone come in time
They'll get you in tha streets and I'll get you in tha rhyme
Slice and dice fry you like some liver
Drop tha rest off in the catawba river
Ruthless aggression on tha fuckin track
Iron Sheik wit tha flow I break ya fuckin back
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
It's tha final curse you gettin laid to rest
Long black hearse bullets in ya chest
One in ya head just for good measure
Now you fuckin dead and it gives me great pleasure
Ya moms fuckin weepin why they do my son like that
She feel it creepin up she know her son a rat
Sleepin wit tha maggots six feet deep
Now you dead silent not a fuckin peep
Shoulda lived by tha code you might still be alive
There's certain things you gotta do if you gone survive
Seal them fuckin lips never spread lies
The real live forever a coward only dies
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
Last Supper
|
||||
9. |
Homecoming
03:25
|
|||
I'm comin home and I'm comin wit that other shit
Everybody dies on my Tracy Smothers shit
This that murder rap like Drake on back to back
This that murder rap Ramirez back in black
And ain't a damn thang you can do to stop it
Yeah you gotta gun but we know you gonna drop it
She a scream queen and a teen dream
Got a keen team with a clean gleam
Gettin smashed up and fuckin slashed up
Straight mashed up and fuckin stashed up
Martel wit that melt ya face in acid shit
Town folk on that oh it was so tragic shit
Little kids can't listen cuz they fuckin shook
Can't get rid of me like tha babadook
Spit that fuckin slasher rap like Freddy where you at
Have you hidin' under covers like a scaredy cat
This ain't no fairy tale it's a scary tale
About a psycho wit a knife yo
But you don't understand grave consequences
You tried to reason wit him he won't come to his senses
Now it's fuckin over knife to tha chest
Martel Tha God I'm tha fuckin best
Gave y'all fuckin bangers but you fuckin slept
Now you in a hole and ya loss is wept
Michael Myers of this mutha fuckin rap shit
More violent than a mutha fuckin mosh pit
Walkin slow but I'm behind you
Big fuckin knife what you gonna do
You can run and run but you can't hide
Gotta empty trunk you'd look good inside
Welcome to tha mind of a maniac
Deranged in tha brain since the embryonic sack
Momma tried lord knows she did
I been a devil since I was a little kid
Burned down tha church tha juice and crackers sucked
Preacher tried to save me but I'm already fucked
Damned to hell for my sins
Too much lust and wrath to be pure within
Got y'all mutha fuckas shook scared to look
Y'all halfway crooks can't keep it bombin wit no fuckin hook
Halloween shit bitch I came back
Killed hip hop with just one track
Rest in piece to tha haters and tha fakers
A million dead cops no undertakers
Just a pile and some gasoline
fuck corrupt cops no Vaseline
Burn tha court houses to tha fuckin ground
I'm a fuckin demon straight hell bound
Mass murder music let tha bass hit
Human taxidermy in tha basement
This that OJ flow this that Bundy rap
Slice and dice ya ass and peel ya fuckin cap
I only kill what I'm gonna eat
Tha secret to good chili is all in the meat
Crush a fools head make em fuckin head cheese
This that sick shit like a lime disease
Listen closely hear my fuckin words
This life shit is for tha fuckin birds
I'm eternal I would fuckin know
End ya whole existence with one crushing blow
|
||||
10. |
Wrath
03:10
|
|||
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome sparin' no one
If you in my way you gettin fuckin done
Put in a casket set a fuckin blaze
Hell is where I'm from and it's what I raise
Kill a track kill a man if the need be
When it's all said and done it's him or me
Feastin on tha blood I rise to tha top
When that bass hit I'm makin bodies drop
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on
Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
|
||||
11. |
||||
God of tha dead forgive me father
Killin weak MCs why do they even bother
Old heads that can't spit disrespectful fools
You play a good game but don't forget tha rules
Fear not tha mystic told me so I keep spittin
Ex lax on tha track how I keep shittin
Dead bodies line tha studio walls
Stack em up in tha mutha fuckin halls
I'm a killer when it comes to these kronus beats
Known to grab a mic and show amazing feats
Strength and power like in divine situations
You just a weak bitch with mortal limitations
Martel tell em how tha fuckin story goes
Eliminatin all my weak half steppin foes
Another day another dollar another dead career
I killed this rap shit so stay away from her
Cuz it's a crime scene and it ain't shit to see
Just peeled caps and bloody history
Phantasm flow through space and time
Rappers havin trouble just makin rhymes
It's a sad affair they wanna dis me
They gotta death wish evidently
Break em down to half pints if they fuckin hatin
Let em know real fear cuz they death is waitin
Send a death sphere at they fuckin dome
Make a mortuary out they fuckin home
Morning side cemetery put em six feet
Readin out tha obituary it was so sweet
Slaves to tha grind they can't break free
Ain't nobody here can replace me
Comin wit dat shit that fuckin burn ya soul
Runnin wit dem fools that eat ya fuckin whole
You say you listen but you don't fuckin hear me
Cuz if you fuckin did you fools would fuckin fear me
Menace to a track breakin down walls
Dirty like graffiti on bathroom stalls
That's why they call me tha trailer trash god
Eat ya girls fish like some fuckin cod
New underground last supper shit
Like a baby wit a temper throw a fuckin fit
Ain't no mumbles on this track and I can't fuckin sing
Ain't so humble on this track cuz I just fuckin sting
Like a horsefly burn ya body slow
Tall man bitch that body snatchin flow
Martel got that heat but I don't sell it cheap
Got that evil shit that make them angels weep
|
||||
12. |
Crippler
02:55
|
|||
Yeah I'm still tha man hope you fuckin ready
All about my money and my flows is heavy
Ames on production and I brought them lyrics
Open up ya ears I know you wanna hear it
Yo bitch bad and boujie and she suck so good
Gave that Georgia peach to tha whole damn hood
I ain't hatin on her cuz the head was right
And when I hit that pussy I wrapped it fuckin tight
You know I'm bout my money and I'm tha fuckin god
Rowdy rowdy on this beat like I'm hot rod
Fuck boys love to hate but I don't give em time
Could put they names in rap but they ain't worth tha rhyme
Spit that fuck money have em goin bonkers
Dream like Tommy bitch but I ain't come from Yonkers
Bad mutha fucka they told me watch my mouth
I said I'm too dirty I'm from tha filthy south
Last supper flow what you talkin bout
My shits a summer anthem whenever it come out
This that crown vic, that grand marquis that buick regal
Knock ya ass out just like I'm steven segal
New world order still too sweet
Get up on tha floor and move ya fuckin feet
Another banger straight from tha god
And like I said before let ya head nod
Let ya head nod
Break ya fuckin neck
|
||||
13. |
The End?
01:50
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Martel Tha God, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp