Intergalactic Soul

[Verse 1: Phonte]

Check it out, yo

From the ghettos of Mars to the slums of Uranus

I can hear people talkin and they saying son is anxious

To get up with some other strangers and make a couple changes

Bout going to the lab and laying down a couple bangers

With some bass line snaps and plus some chord changes

To give it the knock, props to Spinna who arranged it

Let's get it on wax and watch the galaxies exchange it

As we begin our quest to get famous

It's 'Te from the League of Just-us going across worlds

With no hatred amongst us, rhymes two-hundred proof and

Leaving you punch drunk, screaming 'Who want what? '

To any nigga without his thumbs up

Showing love and appreciation with a fist in the air

Wildin out over the kick and the snare

Make the party people split from their chairs

Like 'Goddamn, I'm really feeling this here'

Galactic soul, getting spacey in here

It's like that y'all, check it out

And we keep it going on and on and on, on and on

[Chorus: Phonte]

Intergalactic soul y'all

LB and beyond real taking control y'all

Strap in your seatbelts and get a hold y'all

Because we taking it... out of this world

For your mind it's galactic soul y'all

LB and the J-League here for the phone call

And yo we taking this... out of this world

One time, this galactic soul y'all

LB and beyond real taking control, now come on

[Verse 2: Phonte]

They say my soul is galactic son

Without no warm-ups or practice runs

I speak the truth when the madness stunts

Upside niggas who being true to the game

But things get tight and can't maneuver the same

It's soon to be changed

We sample breaks from Montana to Kool & The Gang

The presence of our ancestors due to remain

In the music so we bring it live back

Like the [? ] rocking doo rags underneath fitted high hats

Never have we did it like that

Lost or found, let's get it right back

To the forefront of the peeps

Give 'em what they want in the streets

Cock back, ready, aim, fire, release

I'm staying high on the beats

But it ain't no need to alarm you

From NC to BK, that's word to my mom dukes

This finna be really beyond you

It ain't no pun intended, yo we putting it on you

It ain't no pun intended and we putting it on you

In 2003, and to the beyond, let's get it on, come on

[Chorus: Phonte]

Intergalactic soul y'all

LB and beyond real taking control y'all

Strap in your seatbelts and get a hold y'all

Because we taking it... out of this world

One time, it's galactic soul y'all

LB and the J-League here for the phone call

And yo we taking this... out of this world

Yo, it's galactic soul y'all

LB and beyond real taking control y'all