[Hook: Kid Raven]
We Are Skywalkers, you haven't heard this In a while
We're always cooking out our Comeback Music
So when the ba** drop, let me see you all lose it
[Verse 1: Kid Raven]
Back on our feet
Flow so discreet That our shows Are always secret But our tracks on repeat
On the radio, stereo
I can't get enough Of the women At my shows
Who say I bang it rough When I'm moshin In the crowd
Stomping on this rhythm Till you can't hear any sound
Ba** Drops And Robots
Got them dancing Gundam style To Flobots
Cause I can Ride your girl with No handle bars
Space Vagabond Yeah I'm from the stars
Interstellar k**er With a black card
My flow on insane So girls say I'm hard
Game speak You're team weak
And now that I'm here Your chances are bleak
I'm the Master Of Disaster
You could travel speed of light I'm faster
I'm k**ing this track Call a pastor
Cuffing these haters No Miranda's after
These are your final rights
So listen back and hang tight
Cause I guarantee you'll praise me By the end of the night
Can't stop me like I'm color blind
Cause green is all I see in my minds Eye
So I stay high
No meme fry
But in the sky Is where I reside
So tell them hide
Cause you can't seek The kid who only raps Cause he doesn't speak
I'm at my peak Never heard of me?
[Verse 2: Kid Shokora]
I wanted this since the beginning
Im sinning and Charlie sheen winning
Spinning while I'm levitating
f** ellipses im so tired of waiting and masturbating
Im feeling myself but I need some help
Tell your girl to put her hands up so that she can feel my pelt
This imported mufasa makes me feel like im casa
Italian to these imposters smoking weed like a rasta
Put this on you ugly motherf**er/pretty n***as be cautious
They don't bring me up/like "granddad do you remember Auschwitz"/im nascence
Due to the motion sickness cos im fly as f**/you fly as ducks/and you n***as ain't mighty
f**ing with these kids from the nineties
A new world order is in order collective consciousness that's poppin b**h
WeAreSkywalkers yeah we're the highest the clique
And we're f**ing with scratch muzik/
Cos we choose to do it with the truthfulness we have exuded and executed
Call it guillotine baskets/im going spastic/
Kid shokora attack sh**/we got a cla**ic
[Hook](x2)
Turn around and let me see that smile
We Are Skywalkers, you haven't heard this In a while
We're always cooking out our Comeback Music
So when the ba** drop, let me see you all lose it