English

Aight, let me talk to ’em

Destination out of this world, it’s space travel
New heights, I’m seeing new lights, I change levels
More space, this race an exhibition
XG on an expedition
Light speed, go the extra distance
Shooting stars, so when you blink, then I bet you miss it
I want the galaxy, baby, you want the recognition
Everything is moving the way that I plan it
I’m cutting transmission

Off to the races, on to a spaceship
Breakin’ the boundaries and all limitations
All indications point to the stars now
All in ya faces, point blank, all out
Don’t waste time looking back at the shadows
Our stature so big that it’s casting a shadow
Back on the saddle and back on the wave
Didn’t mean to shake the globe, it just happened to rattle

That all intergalactic, Beastie girl mashin’
More flash than fashion, Grandmaster blasted
Way past the atmos, laughing at these rappers
Y’all ain’t hip-hop, you lip-syncing with captions
Half of y’all backing tracks is trash, trash it
Kill a verse then drop back to back smash hits
Hoping that this message will be landing on the right ears
How many ideas? How many light years? Uh

Yeah, when XG come by with raps
That’ll slap you into next week sometime
Oh, now they get it, we been hit different
Thrift store garments and vintage lenses (Think big incentives, uh)
In session with the best only
There’s no stoppin’ once we get going, from the get-go
Led a normal life but just less boring
Nothing less than a success story, so check for me

No place that I rather be
Team solid, free falling, no gravity
Me and my girls are co-pilots
All of us graduated from the academy XG
All of them wolves, all of ’em besties

All of us bosses
Any challenge that come across us, we like, “Yes, please”
We been through so many things that you couldn’t process
They try to test me, me and my girls stayin’ stress free

You can tell by the way that we walked in, we awesome
Waltz in, flossin’ with everything shining
Walk it, talk it, everything diamonds
They all in the comments, they get the assignment

How many times must we tell ’em that we told them?
Gotta let it soak in, welcome to the wolf den
Hitting it with both ends
Both hands waving till it’s broken
Both feet kicking till it’s open