(5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 - all engines running.)
(Liftoff! We have a liftoff!)
(That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.)
Uh!
Shoot for the stars, don't hate me because I'm driven
I come from a place very far - man on a mission
Your lightspeeds jumpin, we bumpin, that's why you glitchin
I deal with rocket science your problems simple addition
Walked on the moon, probably thinkin' that we gyped 'em
I'm ridin, flyin, rollin, dyin, people think I miss em
I keep it risky, everytime I go for broke
You cannot faze on my worst days, crack a smile when you mope
On the way over, party don't start without me
Had to dial 411 just to hear what's happenin'
They said your lyrics jagged
Your flow's syrup, sappy
Your song ends, you're condemned, nobodies clapping
You better close that damn mouth when you hear me rapping
Got the writin' on the wall, somebody got to taggin'
And yeah it's neat, and it's complete, and yeah its on a beat
People only believe what they wanna see
Contemplatin' maybe I'm doing too much
Simple answer short and sweet is that its not enough
Play fighting, big boy, you be keepin' it rough
Better calm down 'fore I end up in some cuffs!
Gotta admit, he hit it on the nose though
Bad sports leave the court, then the game's thrown
Stressin' stressin', constantly keep me down
That's why I Love to make these sounds
Go with the flow
Ya already know
Stay on the go
Road is my home
Bad to the bone
Fly as a drone
I ain't no clone
Stay in the zone
When I'm alone
Or on the phone
Talkin' some shit on some people who don't
Even come close to the image of dope
Lead 'em the rope 'cuz I'm drippin', I'm soaked
Fell in a moat
Of lyrics I wrote
Put on my coat
I'm icy, I'm cold!
Feelin' so bold
Hangin' with bros
Chillin' with girls and they're thinkin' they're grown
Thinkin' of Rome
Blessed like the pope
You're finna go drown, I'm chillin, I float
Sayin' that you're 'bout it, go and and go for the throne
Pickin' a fight, better know that I'm hard as stone
Pipe it back down, yeah, I don't like your tone
Keep sayin you will but, we know you won't
Nick Vawter - Liftoff Lyrics
Nick Vawter - Liftoff Lyrics
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(5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0 - all engines running.)
(Liftoff! We have a liftoff!)
(That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.)
Uh!
Shoot for the stars, don't hate me because I'm driven
I come from a place very far - man on a mission
Your lightspeeds jumpin, we bumpin, that's why you glitchin
I deal with rocket science your problems simple addition
Walked on the moon, probably thinkin' that we gyped 'em
I'm ridin, flyin, rollin, dyin, people think I miss em
I keep it risky, everytime I go for broke
You cannot faze on my worst days, crack a smile when you mope
On the way over, party don't start without me
Had to dial 411 just to hear what's happenin'
They said your lyrics jagged
Your flow's syrup, sappy
Your song ends, you're condemned, nobodies clapping
You better close that damn mouth when you hear me rapping
Got the writin' on the wall, somebody got to taggin'
And yeah it's neat, and it's complete, and yeah its on a beat
People only believe what they wanna see
Contemplatin' maybe I'm doing too much
Simple answer short and sweet is that its not enough
Play fighting, big boy, you be keepin' it rough
Better calm down 'fore I end up in some cuffs!
Gotta admit, he hit it on the nose though
Bad sports leave the court, then the game's thrown
Stressin' stressin', constantly keep me down
That's why I Love to make these sounds
Go with the flow
Ya already know
Stay on the go
Road is my home
Bad to the bone
Fly as a drone
I ain't no clone
Stay in the zone
When I'm alone
Or on the phone
Talkin' some shit on some people who don't
Even come close to the image of dope
Lead 'em the rope 'cuz I'm drippin', I'm soaked
Fell in a moat
Of lyrics I wrote
Put on my coat
I'm icy, I'm cold!
Feelin' so bold
Hangin' with bros
Chillin' with girls and they're thinkin' they're grown
Thinkin' of Rome
Blessed like the pope
You're finna go drown, I'm chillin, I float
Sayin' that you're 'bout it, go and and go for the throne
Pickin' a fight, better know that I'm hard as stone
Pipe it back down, yeah, I don't like your tone
Keep sayin you will but, we know you won't
(Liftoff! We have a liftoff!)
(That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.)
Uh!
Shoot for the stars, don't hate me because I'm driven
I come from a place very far - man on a mission
Your lightspeeds jumpin, we bumpin, that's why you glitchin
I deal with rocket science your problems simple addition
Walked on the moon, probably thinkin' that we gyped 'em
I'm ridin, flyin, rollin, dyin, people think I miss em
I keep it risky, everytime I go for broke
You cannot faze on my worst days, crack a smile when you mope
On the way over, party don't start without me
Had to dial 411 just to hear what's happenin'
They said your lyrics jagged
Your flow's syrup, sappy
Your song ends, you're condemned, nobodies clapping
You better close that damn mouth when you hear me rapping
Got the writin' on the wall, somebody got to taggin'
And yeah it's neat, and it's complete, and yeah its on a beat
People only believe what they wanna see
Contemplatin' maybe I'm doing too much
Simple answer short and sweet is that its not enough
Play fighting, big boy, you be keepin' it rough
Better calm down 'fore I end up in some cuffs!
Gotta admit, he hit it on the nose though
Bad sports leave the court, then the game's thrown
Stressin' stressin', constantly keep me down
That's why I Love to make these sounds
Go with the flow
Ya already know
Stay on the go
Road is my home
Bad to the bone
Fly as a drone
I ain't no clone
Stay in the zone
When I'm alone
Or on the phone
Talkin' some shit on some people who don't
Even come close to the image of dope
Lead 'em the rope 'cuz I'm drippin', I'm soaked
Fell in a moat
Of lyrics I wrote
Put on my coat
I'm icy, I'm cold!
Feelin' so bold
Hangin' with bros
Chillin' with girls and they're thinkin' they're grown
Thinkin' of Rome
Blessed like the pope
You're finna go drown, I'm chillin, I float
Sayin' that you're 'bout it, go and and go for the throne
Pickin' a fight, better know that I'm hard as stone
Pipe it back down, yeah, I don't like your tone
Keep sayin you will but, we know you won't
Writer: Nick Vawter
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