Spaceship

Intro: Uhh baby Uhh baby verse 1 Blast off uhh baby) It's the motherfucking time now Dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this rapping shit helping me climb out Me and Chancellor, fuck you tahm bout Village shittin' on niggas in time out When im feeling this all that i rhyme 'bout Me and Kembe grindin' in the grind house Asking where I wanna go, who I wanna be My life is nothing more than ripping all these beats And that's the way i want it im trippin' Of the weed and that im sippin' on at least you Tipping, fuck you mean Gotta get mine, gotta fucking win Gotta bring the Village, I gotta represent it I gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working I can't stop yelling fuck though, I gotta keep on shittin' All we wanna do is get money Seem like errbody want some shit from me Like put me on with this and hook me on with that Find your way up off my dick homie Remember I used to keep the sacks with me In the basement, watching that Rap City Niggas used to say I rap shitty, funny Now them niggas want a track with me Hook: Alex Wiley If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up Then I'm going to shorten the register up Let's go back, back to the Gap Look at my check, wasn't no scratch So if I stole, wasn't my fault Yea I stole, never got caught Interlude: GLC Yea, they're going to do it on purpose man It's going to be haters lurking You know what I'm talking about? Wishing to see you fail But at the end of the day if you got God on your side Why the fuck would you believe in hell You know what I'm talking about? Hate ain't shit but the devil Tell them motherfuckers to get up And get up on a whole 'nother motherfucking level Ism verse 2 It's NASA, Whole world wants to know what you crashed for, Jag off, what you jag for Im just doing what you assholes, had asked for When we going to home? My eyes hurt, my throat hurt, my soul hurt My whole church know my niggas on dirt Lil' college dropout, blame it on Ye' Lil' Jimmy done grown up, he's slangin' them tapes Southside, out West, South By Southwest Doubt my prowess, I guess 'bout now I'm fresh Goodness gracious, Visionary chasing, Chance with a space and The Then a pronoun, and the car spacious, And a spaceship for the spaceship like IGH! Hook: Alex Wiley If my manager insults me again I will be assaulting him After I fuck the manager up Then I'm going to shorten the register up Let's go back, back to the Gap Look at my check, wasn't no scratch So if I stole, wasn't my fault Yea I stole, never got caught Outro: GLC Yea, always keep your ism at a magnificent level That it's true, know what I'm talking about? I come to find out there's three type of people in the world There's those that ask what happened There's those that saw it happen And then there's those that made it happen And which one are you? Cathedral.ism