Aceyalone - Takeoff Lyrics
In front of the mic, behind the limelightA star so bright shines refined advancementDance with the last man on the face of the earthWho did the electric sl-i-i-ide over the verseHands held high, connect the antennasDo or die when we fly, face the grimaceYeah let's get this off you ready, Fast EddieDrop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'emPut the Blowed on 'em, roll on 'emRoll over 'em, no control over 'em, over meOutwardly, inwardly, openly, awkwardlyHappily, dastardly, tragedy and casualtySame story same flightWhere they put yo' body same strip same spot, same endinSame car, same engine, same tension brewinGive me the steel, what the ***** is you doin?You done enough it's not enough, act twoI'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to crack youNonchalant, idiot savant no compRomp, with the big guys, stomp all the piesKick the box, light these M-80'sLadies grab your babies, run for safetyI don't think it may be a, good idea to stand hereYou have no idea of what the *****'S about to land hereSmart bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhemHold up, god damn, it's just a partyDirty red carpet and you walk by me wobblyObviously, oblivious, frontin snobbyHeat to the Mojave, heat to the robberyBeat, to the rhymin, each, brother probablyTaxpayers killed the mayor, and the senatorRhyme sayers say a prayer, see a ministerDrinks are on the house, the house is on the hillThe hills are on FIRE, it started in the fieldsSmoke inhalation, no ventilationNo fire station, no assimilationMinus the heroes and plaques memorial sitesbecome burial sites, from high aerial flightsHover over David Blaine, I'm here to save the gameFifty-two pick-up witcha brainAlone lies the man on the trackLonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin fowardsFallin face flat, still spittin at youStill gettin at you, they're all laughin at youMy greatest gift of all was the ability to fallGet back up and fall, get back up and fallGet back up and fall and crawl and get back up and brawlAnd make 'em lick the ballsNow the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock itPull your arm outta socket, reachin for the *****pitRock shit, roll shit, control shitHold shit down 'til we slow on some old shitI'll stick the pin in your neck just to earn respectStuff the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it outOr write it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm aboutRun the route, bring water to the droughtWhen all else fails on the trails of loveHate becomes judged, happiness won't budgeWickedness does just as wickedness doesAnd I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I canJust because I am a manWith the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks embeddedBut God's hands, grip tight, and don't forget itThe evil in your heart is, misery's homeWhere ugly is bred and grown, I refuseI defuse the bomb but just for a momentAnd like out of NOWHERE comes yo' worst opponentThe first ones on it, the last to leaveAll my, trash is treasure, that's how it's perceivedAt the end of my spin when the heights achievedI'ma leave with a bang like how I was conceivedThere's thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeveBUT NO!!! ***** THAT!!
