Put the racists and the ratchets on a spaceship and then launch it
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
I'll push carts just to buy a fuckin launch pad/
They say, trojans never break but it ain't that
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
He's sitting in a pit of conscience, praying to launch this
We can talk things over a little a while
That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/
If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/
‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
Beware for my marksand yo, makaveli, give me them bullets that was left up in your belly
Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,
Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit
Gonna blow in your face, nuclear launch detected
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/
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