- Satellite (Prod By Lee Bannon) 歌詞 Joey Bada$$
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- Joey Bada$$
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
And I guess its my turn to shine
The bright light I was starin at turn lime
And the green stuff turned to slime, and grime
Everybody want to be your blood cousin
When youre buzzing
Fine, I give em my other line, another line
Word to mother, Im goosed up
My two ****s
Two cups, another dubiant entrée
She fell in that Bombay, now she tumble dry lingerie
Chardonnay nothing but the bottle of emotion
But the love potion when it sprays
And they just caught up in the days
Let me show you how I feel these Jays
The cheese stays high like Dr. J
My flow is like land the boats, dock the planes
He aint do **** but cop the chains
For more feens (********s), some antidote to stop the pain
Now my stream floods these streets
They cant stop the rain
All right I need them back
To blast, to blast me out of sight
Like a satellite
**** all night
A satellite
[Verse 2: Chuck Strangers ]
I take a day off
Let the trees take some weight off
My mentals just a fact, Bannons got the instrumental
I keep *****s on their toes
So you got creases in your Forces
My verses theyre important, yo your verses they are boring
I am not of this Earth bro
Im a satellite thats bound to fight
But were down to light, n light the **** up
**** all night
[Verse 3: Kirk Knight]
As I roll the die
Like my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye
But dont blame the ice for the I U KEL
Oh God couldnt see past em
If his name is puff pass, no derive
Two dubs I got 40 on my hit list
Just smoking drinks both the broken in-glass like old English
Are you good bro?
Is your eyes dilated from the kush n Nuvo?
This new for the life
Like a Nubian with the doobie cold eyes
Better smell the coffee Im a coughing
That means Im sick widdit, spit it out
Kill it like airborne diseases
Is this why the rap game is this easy?
Like please eat your vegetables
So I took a dose of the edible
Aint an overdose
Already a rap monster ****ing overload
Hopping up on stepping stones
So we making stepping stones
Turn up that tichrome
Be back to introduce
This is Messiah and the eyes are hopeless
Please open my divide eyes through the world flex
This ship
Dont this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect , thats my man full of pump
Dont this ship
Dont this ship
Dont this ship
To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite
Dont this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, thats my man full of pump
Dont this ship
Dont this ship
Dont this ship make my people wanna jump?
[Verse 4: Dessy Hinds ]
Syrup sounder
Come and hear blunt-smoking philosopher
Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra
No time for the roster in this rap game
Go lead the way, let them lead the way
And *****s know where they need to play
Freeing the ways to amplify the idealect
So another with shot
Since the project days
Like I was iron with tech
Kept the eye on the text
Make em see my eye in the Lex
Give her my blood sweat
And I aint injecting selecting the soul
Cause my body and soul cant be re and stole
Special with the flow to make Niagara fall
Its over for the systematic rapper robotics
Crashing my logic
These *****s hooked on hooks and Hooked on Phonics
Well hook dont phonics and the pocket get em hooked on chronic
Cause pain conditions from the page conditions
Racing like Sonic inhaling the tonic
They couldnt grade my brain in a college
Feens providing rockets for your mind like Jesus behind it
So we had to squeeze in knowledge
To pile it when the green sees wallet
Anything to let the green seize wallet
Taking forever and a century with sentence speeds
Like a penitentiary to build cell blocks to block your memory
Catch me on the enemys territory
Telling terrible story with a terror
The Era ends with a good night story
Dont this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, thats my man full of pump
Dont this ship
Dont this ship
Dont this ship make my people wanna jump?
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