Marsh / Music To Be Murdered By

My name is Marsh (Martian) and this world, I'm out of it out of it

اسم من مارشه (مخفف مارشال ) (من یک مریخی ام) و از این دنیا (کره زمین ) خارجم.

Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm startin' to sound like (ALF a bit) alphabet

چون با این همه A, B, C کم کم دارم شبیه حروف الفبا ( یا  آلف ) میشم.

* آلف نام یک موجود فضایی در یک سریاله که تیکه کلامش : ha I kill me ـه !

همینطور میتونه مخفف آلفرد هیچکاک باشه که این آلبوم از اون الهام گرفته شده: دارم شبیه آلفرد هیچکاک میشم.

Ha, I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit

هه! من خودمو کشتم. این دارو تقلبیه.

I was mislead by the sound of it

صداش منو گمراه کرد 

how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)

چطور قراره تحت تاثیر این صدا (قرص اعصاب) قرار بگیرم ؟!

Checked in at the Royal Garden

تو هتل "رویال گاردن" یه اتاق گرفتم

To chill and avoid my problems

تا ریلکس کنم و از مشکلاتم دور بشم

Until paranoia caused me to feel like I'm going bonkers

تا اینکه بیماری "پارانویا" (بدبینی) باعث شد حس کنم دارم دیوونه میشم

For real, think my toilet's talking

جدا فک میکنم توالتم داره باهام صحبت میکنه

I spilled like, like forty bottles of pills

نزدیک چهل تا شیشه قرص ریختم.

Think your boy is startin' to feel like a spoiled carton of milk

فک کنم پسرت داره مثل یه پاکت شیر فاسد میشه (دارم بالا میارم)

'Cause it just occurred

چون همین الان اتفاق افتاد.

* فعل accurred، میتونه a curd شنیده باشه به معنی کشک

یا حتی okuur که تیکه کلام Cardi Bi ــه ! 

My girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that fuckin' bitch to the curb

دوست دخترم داره بهم خیانت میکنه. منم دارم با اون هرزه لعنتی (fucking) بهم میزنم

But the word, "Fuckin'" ain't meant to be a descriptive word

اما این کلمه لعنتی (fucking) قرار نیست یه کلمه توصیفی باشه.

The type of bitch she is ain't no adjective, it's a verb

این مدل هرزه ای که اون هست، نمیتونه صفت باشه بلکه یه فعله!

Hoe thinks her snatch is magical but that's how she attracts men, though

Traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid

Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow

In fact it'll be nothing to throw that little bitch with a capital B

Out the back window out the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo

When I'm strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet

A halfwit, I'll aim at, then I'll

Been fire bitch, I can't outrap Reynolds

A pad and a pen'll be great but a napkin'll do

Return of the whack sicko

Head spinnin' like Invisible Skratch Piklz

Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal

It's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger

And crapped it, I'd like to introduce myself

Hi there, bitch my name is

My name is Marsh (Martian) and, I'm out this world (this world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (it's lit)

Call me extra, extra terrestrial (extra, yeah)

Extra, extra, extra terrestrial (skrrt)

Yeah

I could keep beefing, fuck is the point?

I could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit

If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L

I'd rather just see you in hell but I should get puff on the joint (Diddy)

Wait, run it back, I said gave you an L, in hell

Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid

Used to get jumped for my ProWings

When I was growin' up they said a Slinky's a wonderful toy

My mother thought I was such a fun little boy

"Oh, what a bundle of joy!"

Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin

From a tantrum I was throwing

Like a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee

I don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it

Once I get going rain, thunder, it's storming

Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice

In my head say, "It's still a dream"

Then he said kill MCs

Trippie Redd, with pills on lean

Sippin' meds in the limousine

Getting head, guillotine

My name's Marsh (Martian) and I'm out this world (this world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (it's lit)

Call me extra, extra terrestrial (extra, yeah)

Extra, extra, extra terrestrial (skrrt)

Yeah

So all of y'all can just suck a penis (suck a penis)

I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite)

Eat you pussies like cunnilingus (like cunnilingus)

There ain't no stopping it (there ain't no stopping it)

They say I'm such a genius (they say I'm such a genius)

When that Kamikaze hit (when that kamikaze hit)

Now they call me "Butterfingers" (they call me "Butter fingers")

'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit)

You wanna butt heads? Shut up Beavis, ha ha

I got your bitch with her butt out

I'm hittin' a lick and she stickin' her tongue out

You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out

She 'bout to give up the dug out

I should just live in a nut house

Right now, I live in an igloo (yeah)

And I'm not chillin' the fuck out

Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and

Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man

I'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan

But I look up to myself (yeah)

Like a fucking headstand (yeah)

So why, w-w-w-why else, would I call myself an alien?

How could I hit a dry spell (yeah), I'm named after the wetlands

I'm Marsh (Martian) and I'm out this world (this world)

S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (it's lit)

Call me extra, extra terrestrial (extra, yeah)

My name is Marsh (Martian) and, my name is, my name is

My name is Marsh

Darkness / Music To Be Murdered By

I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna be

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore

دیگه نمیخوام توی تاریکی تنها باشم

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

سلام دوست قدیمی من. تاریکی !

Here I am, alone again

دوباره من اینجام. تنها !

Can't get out of this hole I'm in

و نمی تونم از این چاله ای که توش افتادم بیرون بیام.

It's like the walls are closin' in

مثل اینه که دیوارها دارن تنگ تر می شن

You can't help me, no one can

و تو نمیتونی به من کمک کنی. هیچکس نمی تونه!

I can feel these curtains closin'

می تونم بسته شدن این پرده ها رو حس کنم 

I go to open 'em

و وقتی میرم سمتشون که بازشون کنم...

But something pulls 'em closed again

یه چیزی اونارو بسته نگه میداره!

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

سلام دوست قدیمی من. تاریکی!

Feels like I'm loathing in Las Vegas

Haven't got the vaguest why I'm so lost

But I'd make you this small wager

If I bet you I'll be in tomorrow's paper

Who would the odds favor?

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

I'm so much like my father, you would think that I knew him

I keep pacin' this room, Valium

Then chase it with booze, one little taste it'll do

Maybe I'll take it and snooze, then tear up the stage in a few

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

Fuck the Colt 45, I'ma need somethin' stronger

If I pop any caps, it better be off of vodka

Round after round after round, I'm gettin' loaded

That's a lot of shots, huh? (Double entendre)

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

Now I'm starin' at the room service menu off a Benzo

I can hear the music continue to crescendo

I can see the whole fuckin' venue from my window

That's when you know you're schizo

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

'Cause I keep peakin' out the curtain from the hotel

The music is so loud, but it's almost as though

I don't hear no sound, I should get ready for the show now

Wait is this the whole crowd? I thought this shit was sold out

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

But it's only the opening act, it's early, don't overreact

Then something told me relax and just hope for the show to be packed

Don't wanna hit the stage before they fill each row to the max

'Cause that'd be totally wack, you can't murder a show nobody's at

But what if nobody shows?

Panic mode 'bout to snap and go motherfuckin' wacko at any second

'Bout to cancel the show, just as fans below rush the entrance

Plan is a go to wreck shit, cameras in all directions

The press is 'bout to go apeshit, bananas on all the networks

Commando with extra clips, I got ammo for all the hecklers

I'm armed to the teeth, 'nother Valium fall off the bed

Hit the ground and crawl to the dresser

Alcohol on my breath as I reach for the Scope

I'm blackin' out, I'm all out of meds

With them benzodiazepines gone

Now it's just magazines sprawled out on the floor

Fuck the media, I'm goin' all out, this is war

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness (yeah)

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore

People start to show up, time to start the show up

It's 10:05 PM and the curtain starts to go up

And I'm already sweatin' but I'm locked and loaded

For rapid fire spittin' for all the concert-goers

Scopes for sniper vision, surprise from out of nowhere

As I slide the clip in from inside the hotel

Leanin' out the window, going Kaiser Soze

Finger on the trigger, but I'm a licensed owner

With no prior convictions, so law says sky's the limit

So my supplies infinite, strapped like I'm a soldier

Got 'em hopping over walls and climbing fences

Some of 'em John Travolta, stayin' alive by inches

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

Cops are knockin', oh, fuck, thought I blocked the entrance

Guess show time is over, no suicide note

Just a note for target distance

But if you'd like to know the reason why I did this

You'll never find a motive, truth is I have no idea

I am just as stumped, no signs of mental illness

Just tryin' to show ya the reason why we're so fucked

'Cause by the time it's over, won't make the slightest difference

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

And I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness

I don't wanna be alone in the darkness anymore

(Hello darkness, my old friend)

Yeah, we do have some breaking news from the Associated Press right now

Just gonna bring that up, because we are hearing

We have told you that the shooter is dead

And we have just learned that police are saying that the Las Vegas shooter killed himself

That is the bartender there at Mandalay Bay

And I believe we're going to hear more from here

Yeah, we just wanted to share that with you

You can see behind me here, this is what he looks like

Now, we did just tell you that police just earlier

Metro was telling us that he killed himself inside the hotel room

Good morning, as we come to you on the air

We bring you breaking news, a school shooting (crushing news)

Another school shooting (eleven people dead)

Reports of a number of fatalities and this time in Santa Fe, Texas

That is just outside Galveston (that no one saw coming)

A mass shooting a Southern California school

We are following breaking news this morning

Another deadly school shooting

This one in Santa Fe, Texas, that's just outside Houston

Twenty-six killed and twenty other wounded (Houston affiliate is reporting)

At least nine people have been killed (somber words, making it the deadliest shooting in Texas history)

Five people dead

The attacker opening fire outside the church during a morning worship session

He unloaded the chaotic and terror, making his way inside

This, a deadly shooting at a food festival in Northern California

Three people, so far, dead

Breaking news (fifteen wounded)

A deadly shooting at a newspaper office in Annapolis (a gunman opened fire)

Newly released surveillance video shows the moments leading up to a mass shooting

In Dayton, Ohio

Authorities say the shooter