goonies vs. E.T.

Baby, if I had another chance, I would give another chance to you

Ooh

If I make another wish, I would wish for a wish for you (For you)

Ayy

(One, two)

[Verse 1: El-P & Killer Mike]

Egads, you heard of these lads, it's a myth

How we made a grip, never rode ****

Truly the Cadillac of how to contract L's on the quick

Stick 'em up, slick talker, no tricks

It's the funniest shit, finally the money up

And print on the kid and the planet hit skids

Livin' in a valley of flames like, "I win"

Skyline ablaze in a Bob Ross pic

You don't want to acknowledge I'm raw, give a shit

Never, nah, you can talk of me fond when I'm gone

Bad news bear on the lawn with big claws

Tryna hold our whole lives in its paws and applaud

Swear to goddamn the whole city odd

Make a romance hard, we got scars for hearts

Shit for odds, baby, living in a one-chance LARP

So I'll stick to the art, oh my God, I'm

Ultra Mag, put cash in bag

Running through dead zone, hope I don't crash

Tenor Saw, mother****, ring it up fast

Be alarmed, I'ma harm what I can and then dash

**** y'all got, another planet on stash?

Far from the fact of the flames of our trash?

That is not snow, it is ash, and you gotta know

The past got a wrath, it's a lover gone mad

But I promise (Promise)

[Chorus]

Baby, if I had another chance, I would give another chance to you Ooh

If I make another wish, I would wish for a wish for you (You)

Woo

But the brass on the magic lamp's damn near rubbed through (Through, through)

It's been wish after wish after wish after wish

And the chances are that none are comin' true

[Verse 2: Killer Mike & El-P]

(One, two)

Amazing, ain't it, how we made it and didn't fake it?

Life's a disguise, the truth is butt naked

Used to be a time I'd see it and not say it

Now I understand that woke folk be playin'

Ain't no revolution that's televised and digitized

You've been hypnotized and Twitter-ized by silly guys

Cues to the evenin' news, make sure you ill-advised

Got you celebratin' the generators of genocide

Any good deed is pummeled, punished and penalized

Rulers of the world will slice it up like a dinner pie

Race in a nation told you to identify

People take false pride and warfare incentivized

**** that, me and my tribe, we on an iller vibe

We accept the role of the villains 'cause we been villainized

Stomped to the dirt of the Earth, we still will arise

In the Terrordome, let me alone as I soliloquize

This is license to ill with a license to kill

This is nigga with an attitude in Beverly Hills

Heavy build with a pocket full of treasury bills

Got a fire high temper, find it hard to chill

I'm a lifetime member, **** that **** shit

Me and Jaime versus y’all with a knife and a musket

Now our tombstones read, "They were nothing to **** with"

Please say that shit again, Mike

"Weren't nothing to **** with" (What?)