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Its G’s up s Slime
Zone 3 Roc Boy we in the Air

I’m fly as a motherfucking helicopter
I’m fly as a motherfucking helicopter
Fly, fly

Rockets on the Battlefield

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

eight 

Moving two point liters down 

All systems go  red lights are off 

Greens are showing 

Coming through 



Levels shifting get swift

on the battlefield last night
Step into light
Step into light
Hurt on the battlefield last night
Step into light
Step into light
Step into light

Heroes don't

can be near
'Cause it's a weekend and it's

Bombs bombs away
The music shatters like guns guns
Teenage Battlefield
Love is war they say
You either win

Flossin Season

Juvenile

400 Degreez

1998

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin

I go up, helicopter
Then I make hella noise for the take off
I go up, helicopter
Never give up like a pilot (whoa)

See me all, all day
Yeah

Wake up my dear young friend
And hate shall fade away

I will not move, yet
I'll stand still, instead

There on the battlefield he stands
Down

on the battlefield
And our future's still a mystery
And we're standing through the long nights
Then we march into the sunlight

Light
Sing it with me I rise

how to pray
(They tell you)
They dole out their lies
To distract all your eyes
From the games they play
Helicopter
In the sky
Won't put out the light
In

I go up, helicopter
Then I make hella noise for the take off
I go up, helicopter
Never give up, ooh like a pilot

See me all-all day
Yeah watch

I'm playing
We been putting in the hours (Yuh!)
Bouta feel all our power (Pew pew!)
Battlefield call it Broward (Bow!)
Battlefield call it Broward!

Battlefield

I hold my hand to the light
Watch the shadows dance
Tonight I'm still alive
The faintest beats of my heart
They whisper, tell me 
I'm

Helicopters / Beware

Jidenna

The Chief

2017

helicopters come out
None of them go, none of them go, none of them go high
None of them go, none of them go, none of them go high
They gon' make them

a battlefield
Bulletproof doors pray that God is real
We got bombs as big as the sun when we drop them nigga
They decreasing the population
I'm on G-five, with

Starting Grid
That's my kind of high
Starheart Engine got me feenin' for that green light
Slam the throttle, 
Run those engines wide
Turbines

Rage is my ultimate painkiller -
Nowhere left to run,
Nowhere left to hide
Rat in a cage - stage lights reveal her
Grinding teeth to dust

3-Way [The Golden Rule]

Justin Timberlake

The Wack Album

2013

connection (Lights off)

Here in the dark (Here in the dark)
It's hard to tell (So hard to tell)
Where her body ends (La la)
And my homie's begins (Hoo-Wee!)

day
But you take me so much higher than I've ever been
I know it's wrong but I don't wanna come down
I know you're a helicopter gonna shine your light

3-Way (The Golden Rule)

Justin Timberlake

The Wack Album

2013

connection (Lights off)

Here in the dark (Here in the dark)
It's hard to tell (So hard to tell)
Where her body ends (La la)
And my homie's begins (Hoo-Wee!)

to sweep the battlefield
Keep it real someday take victory
Keep in mind I want to sweep the battlefield
Keep it real someday take victory
Come into the light

MH 4.18.2011

blink-182

Neighborhoods

2011

Coming in, coming in, kill the radio silence
Breakdown in LA
Giving up, giving in to a feeling of violence
There's hell to pay

So, let's light

Bright as the Sun

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

Here they come for him
Nigga wit' a gun
Now your ass is done
Ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to run
'cause the helicopter light's as bright

you feel
Like a big queen on a battlefield
Sword in the right in the left a shield
Yeah, my faith is sealed
With the power of real
Feel make you feel

Stop her
She tryna spin the kid
Like Helicopters
Helicopters
Feel like Jose
Ridin wit this fo way
Nigga i aint want cha bitch
No way
I'm sipping on red