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"Discovery. Four computers now have primary control of critical vehicle functions." "Roger roll, Discovery" Ain't no point in playin' it safe Gotta know your role, better state your case When it all falls down better know your place Just gimme three feet and an ounce of Space, space, space Space, you should wanna embrace Space, space, space "Discovery. Go at throttle up." Rip up and ravage, make it a habit for damage Whole lotta baggage, you will not manage, I'm the full package Why do they talk like I am not established? That is so callous, they are the saddest Why are they so full of malice? Making up fallacies, I'm in my palace blazing up the chalice with Alice 'Cause I'm a gyalist and I'm the baddest, it's not a travesty Call me "Your Majesty," sometimes it feels like world's on my phallus Push out my chest and I big up my status Where's all the trappers? Where's all the clappers? I am not shaken, no need for maracas Or apparatus, put in the work and spend money on motors and slappers Why are we frontin' like it even matters? Why do they make me feel guilty for gettin' this money like my soul's in tatters? Sittin' here tryna realign my chakras Driving me crackers, you bloody spackers should get off my knackers Letras de cancionesGive me the gas and the matches, I've been through hell and I swallowed the ashes, running this ting for so long as it happens, I'm knackered All of my enemies broken and shattered, sprinkling hate, they're all over the shop and they're scattered Chatting my name till this day and I'm flattered, I am not easily rattled Don't follow the cattle, so quiet your chatter or you will get battered Can't find enough time to dine on these rappers, all of these MCs are looking like tapas Fuck all the swine and their bodily gases, roll with the rastas, Babylon's calling me, nobody's fooling me I do not roll with the masses, but big up the Junglist massive I am not timid and I am not passive, messing with me? You must be on some acid Done with the racket, I will get erratic, all of my problems disappear like it's magic It'll be tragic Ain't no point in playin' it safe Gotta know your role, better state your case When it all falls down better know your place Just gimme three feet and an ounce of Space, space, space Space, you should wanna embrace Space, space, space Yeah, uh Don't pet or pander, leave 'em hanging I'll be damned, man to man Hit him with an open hand, release the anger WorldStar, you could get dealt with on camera Understand my grammar, I don't stutter, lisp or stammer Watch me blaze the beat, I must admit it hit just like a hammer It's a banger for the mandem on the street and in the slammer Bang your doors, bang your doors for the cause Breaking laws, breaking jaws, open paws Poker board, taking scores, and be sure Never let a bredda get one over yours Never put money over whores, maybe or it's crazy flawed, it's a myth, life's a gift, made me pause, catch my drift, smoke a spliff and get in them draws Paid the cost to be the boss, ball and floss, Jesus died, he nailed himself into the cross Still couldn't please these backwards shit cunts, why would I take a loss? Giving a toss, know your worth, hold your turf, fuck the earth, and shake it off Breddas on my line talkin' 'bout, "Yo, Raskit, break me off" They’re wafer soft, I'm taking off "Three, two, one, zero, and lift off" "Lift off of Kepler-41b. The first flight of the Orbiter Discovery and the shuttle has cleared the tower Ain't no point in playin' it safe Gotta know your role, better state your case When it all falls down better know your place Just gimme three feet and an ounce of Space, space Space, you should wanna embrace Space, space, space Alright, lift off and the clock has started Yes sir, reading you loud and clear Roger, Zero-T, and I feel fine, capsule is turning around We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard From Letras Mania