Spaceship II

Blast off (uhh baby)

It's the mother****ing time now

Dug a deep ditch when I quit school

But this rapping shit helping me climb out

Me and Chancellor, **** you talk 'bout

Village shittin' on niggas in time out

When I'm 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 I'm trippin'

Of the weed and that I'm sippin' on at least you tipping, **** you mean

Gotta get mine, gotta ****ing win

Gotta bring the Village, I gotta represent it

I gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working

I can't stop yelling **** 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

If my manager insults me again

I will be assaulting him

After I **** 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

If my manager insults me again

I will be assaulting him

After I **** 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

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 **** would you believe in hell

You know what I'm talking about?

Hate ain't shit but the devil

Tell them mother****ers to get up

And get up on a whole 'nother mother****ing level

Ism

NASA,

Whole world wants to know what you crashed for,

Jag off, what you jag for

I'm 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!

If my manager insults me again

I will be assaulting him

After I **** 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

If my manager insults me again

I will be assaulting him

After I **** 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

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