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Satellite

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Satellite

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And I guess it's 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 you're buzzing

Fine, I give 'em my other line, another line

Word to mother, I'm goosed up

My two fucks

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 ain't do dope but cop the chains

For more feens (morphines), some antidote to stop the pain

Now my stream floods these streets

They can't stop the rain

All right I need them back

To blast, to blast me out of sight

Like a satellite

Vibe all night

A satellite

I take a day off

Let the trees take some weight off

My mental's just a fact, bannon's got the instrumental

I keep niggas on their toes

So you got creases in your forces

My verses they're important, yo your verses they are boring

I am not of this earth bro

I'm a satellite that's bound to fight

But we're down to light, 'n light the fuck up

As I roll the die

Like my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye

But don't blame the ice for the I u kel

Oh God couldn't 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 I'm a coughing

That means I'm 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

Ain't an overdose

Already a rap monster fucking 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

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

No disrespect, that's my man full of pump

Don't this ship

Don't this ship

Don't this ship

To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

No disrespect, that's my man full of pump

Don't this ship

Don't this ship

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

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 niggas 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 ain't injecting selecting the soul

Cause my body and soul can't be re and stole

Special with the flow to make niagara fall

It's over for the systematic rapper robotics

Crashing my logic

These niggas hooked on hooks and hooked on phonics

Well hook don't phonics and the pocket get 'em hooked on chronic

Cause pain conditions from the page conditions

Racing like sonic inhaling the tonic

They couldn't 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 enemy's territory

Telling terrible story with a terror

The era ends with a good night story

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

No disrespect, that's my man full of pump

Don't this ship

Don't this ship

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

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