(Verse 1 – Alex Wiley)
Blast off, uhh baby
It’s the motherf**king time now
Dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this rapping s**t helping me climb out
Me and Chancellor, f**k you tahm bout
Village sh*tting on ni**as in time out
When im feeling this all that i rhyme ’bout
Me and Kembe grinding 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 im tripping
Of the weed and that im sipping on at least you
Tipping, f**k you mean
Gotta get mine, gotta f**king win
Gotta bring the Village, I gotta represent it
I gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working
I can’t stop yelling f**k though, I gotta keep on sh*tting
All we wanna do is get money
Seem like errbody want some s**t from me
Like put me on with this and hook me on with that
Find your way up off my d**k homie
Remember I used to keep the sacks with me
In the basement, watching that Rap City
Ni**as used to say I rap sh*tty, funny
Now them ni**as want a track with me
(Chorus – Alex Wiley)
If my manager insults me again
I will be assaulting him
After I f**k 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 (2X)
(Interlude – GLC)
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 f*** would you believe in hell
You know what I’m talking about?
Hate ain’t s**t but the devil
Tell them motherf**kers to get up
And get up on a whole nother motherf**king level
Ism
(Verse 2 – Chance The Rapper)
NASA
Whole world wants to know what you crashed for
Jag off, what you jag for
Im 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 ni**as on dirt
Lil college dropout, blame it on Ye
Lil Jimmy done grown up, he’s slanging 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!
(Repeat Chorus 2X)
(Verse 3)
Everything was right, everything was night, then I gave it night
I was thinking about the other side, come in peace, yeah the underneath
The tree enormous, straight economics
You know the price cuz we save for college
Know what’s right, ain’t no way around it
It’s the same thing that we do for dollars
Bad back, stay from round me
I don’t need it, I don’t want it
It’s the only thing that keep me going
I don’t even know where I’m going
If you see me on the sea, I be floating gravitating to the tree
I be knowing what be really killing me
I am a scope, and you just focus
(Consequence)
I remember how to take a dollar band
Day ye was the hollar fam
So imma rep Queens and Hollis Ave
Til they made me a Hologram
I told ya’ll there was no days off
Told ya’ll we was gon take off
A&R was so proud of me
They didn’t wanna pay me salaries
But now they blowing up my galaxy
Can they come smoke loud with me
Thinking back and I’m saying damn
Then I gotta say Amen
But what I just took out of Chase
I could probably go to outer space
I don’t have to reach the heap in the car
All I have to do is reach for the stars
(Repeat Chorus)
(Outro – GLC)
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
