Lyrics:
Tiring of the view from afar
Flying saucer flying cigar
Plan 9 by the name of
'Oumuamua
'Oumuamua
Rumours swirl of little green men
Warble
surrounded by sound
Unable to think, bounding up to the brink
The canaries in the coal mine, flying unbound
The canaries in the coal mine, flying unbound
But
Original, Original, Original Raggamuffin
Flying, I'm back where I wanna be
I set the pace like wallabys
Man know I pepper the riddim just like Chip
Man know
Can't trust dawg, he like Precious
Probably stеal chicken
Flying off the zaza, shit
I'm like a ptеrodactyl
Juking on the interstate
I heard 12 prepared
a Steinway grand piano, they're Casios, I will kindly pass them the torch
The day that one of them are to hold a candle to my corpse
I'll put a hand on your
The exact feeling
Is coming back around
The tiger's wheeling
And covering some ground
I'm up to my torch, I'm up to my tits
Maybe I got no
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying
Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying
And though I see the danger, still
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying
Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying
And though I see the danger, still
as a flaming torch on the road of time
Past, present and future gathered in one force
Physical pleasure; summer is mine
I'm dying in the darkness
I'm
Ayy bro, I swear I used to get up 7 in the morning, every morning
No flying up the motorway, I'm 'ready in the bando
Patterned, early shift
Ain't
to retire broke
But on a brighter note, they might be hiring at Kohl's
Try Verizon Wireless, there's always people buying phones
Drunk or flying drones,
Luna en los charcos, canyengue en las caderas
Y un ansia fiera en la manera de querer
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying
Those
and from there you're hooked
It make you sell your car, your house, your ring
Have you flying through the clouds and you don't have wings!
He passed it
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying
Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying
And though I see the danger, still
Here I am
Not knowing where I wanna go
Next
Flying across
The sky so high, where the fires are
Always alight
Here I am
Trying to be the misty man
scored a couple points but life got even more.
Always get myself run over when I’m needin force.
Don’t give me the torch, I can’t hold that. I ain’t got
mentality yabadabadoo
Flying sick until we die, kamikaze type of flu
How to rap, show you how to rap, that's just what we do
I'ma snap, show you how to snap,
bitches, it’s fuck you forever
These forces be matching my leather
Up top, they be clutchin' that torch
Man, from up top, it’s getting real cold
First we’ll
and ripping it up just for this rap shit
Imagine
I passed the torch like 'The Passion'
I'm Flying off like Aladdin
But making hits like I'm Barry Bonds
Taught
up in the sky you might see me flying high
I’m tryna save the world but its only one of me
Don’t underestimate my powers but I swear I come in peace
(Jay this a classic)
(Yeah, Jay this a classic)
(This beat so hard)
(Finna talk my shit on this)
(392 nigga)
3-3-3-392, 485 horses
Flying in
the heat
You kan kall me the torch
And I aint really kno shyt
When I first jumped off the porch
Nevamind scratch that
Cuz I was up in the projexts
Second
They're dropping like flies, flying like knives
Cutting like words from sticky mouths
They're sliding like eyes, wiping their hands
Stroking the fear
my name aint paul george
Stoop kid on this fucking porch
I know yall hate being ignored
Will never pass away my sauce torch
Sir Flavid im the guru
Lost
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