Songtext zu 'Satellite' von Joey Bada$$

And I guess it's my turn to shine
The bright light I was starin' at turn lime
And the green stuff turned to slime, and grime
Everybody want to be your blood cousin
When you're buzzing
Fine, I give 'em my other line, another line
Word to mother, I'm goosed up
My two fucks
Two cups, another dubiant entrée

She fell in that bombay, now she tumble dry lingerie
Chardonnay nothing but the bottle of emotion
But the love potion when it sprays
And they just caught up in the days
Let me show you how I feel these jays
The cheese stays high like dr. J
My flow is like land the boats, dock the planes
He ain't do dope but cop the chains
For more feens (morphines), some antidote to stop the pain
Now my stream floods these streets
They can't stop the rain

All right I need them back
To blast, to blast me out of sight
Like a satellite
Vibe all night
A satellite
I take a day off
Let the trees take some weight off

My mental's just a fact, bannon's got the instrumental
I keep niggas on their toes
So you got creases in your forces
My verses they're important, yo your verses they are boring
I am not of this earth bro
I'm a satellite that's bound to fight
But we're down to light, 'n light the fuck up

As I roll the die
Like my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye
But don't blame the ice for the I u kel
Oh God couldn't see past 'em
If his name is puff pass, no derive
Two dubs I got 40 on my hit list

Just smoking drinks both the broken in-glass like old english
Are you good bro?
Is your eyes dilated from the kush 'n nuvo?
This new for the life
Like a nubian with the doobie cold eyes
Better smell the coffee I'm a coughing
That means I'm sick widdit, spit it out
Kill it like airborne diseases
Is this why the rap game is this easy?

Like please eat your vegetables
So I took a dose of the edible
Ain't an overdose
Already a rap monster fucking overload
Hopping up on stepping stones
So we making stepping stones
Turn up that tichrome
Be back to introduce
This is messiah and the eyes are hopeless
Please open my divide eyes through the world flex

This ship
Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, that's my man full of pump
Don't this ship
Don't this ship
Don't this ship
To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite
Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, that's my man full of pump
Don't this ship
Don't this ship
Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?

Syrup sounder
Come and hear blunt-smoking philosopher
Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra
No time for the roster in this rap game
Go lead the way, let them lead the way
And niggas know where they need to play
Freeing the ways to amplify the idealect
So another with shot
Since the project days

Like I was iron with tech
Kept the eye on the text
Make 'em see my eye in the lex
Give her my blood sweat
And I ain't injecting selecting the soul
Cause my body and soul can't be re and stole
Special with the flow to make niagara fall
It's over for the systematic rapper robotics

Crashing my logic
These niggas hooked on hooks and hooked on phonics
Well hook don't phonics and the pocket get 'em hooked on chronic
Cause pain conditions from the page conditions
Racing like sonic inhaling the tonic
They couldn't grade my brain in a college
Feens providing rockets for your mind like Jesus behind it
So we had to squeeze in knowledge
To pile it when the green sees wallet
Anything to let the green seize wallet

Taking forever and a century with sentence speeds
Like a penitentiary to build cell blocks to block your memory
Catch me on the enemy's territory
Telling terrible story with a terror
The era ends with a good night story

Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?
No disrespect, that's my man full of pump
Don't this ship
Don't this ship
Don't this ship make my people wanna jump?