[Intro] (Excuse me as I kiss the sky) (It was something in the air) (Rest in the sky, the cloud's my sofa) (Put your seatbelts on, we 'bout to gain altitude) (Excuse me as I kiss the sky) (It was s-s-something in the air) (Rest in the sky, the cloud's my sofa) (Up to the sky!) [Verse 1: Blu] The introduction I'm Best to your average, better with pads And raps that make you bask, but don't gotta master Mistresses meet the ba*tard, kissing it, a hazard Lips have been k**ing n***as since n***as was spitting cla**ics Venomous with the vixens, vital for idle vagges Midas this still like I'm touching his prices so like a plaque with it Smack, wack, written off the tracks, wheel it back for me Stacks I eat like snacks, meals for raps homie Sk**s you lack attract to me like black p**y Rap cookie monster's back giving cats noogies Trap bully rap like the gat Fully automat, autograph the rack that Giuseppe hoodie Hook her up for a brother, put her up on that other Put a love on my rubber and cookie cutter A smooth lover wonder what was under covers When I woke, all my CDs was gone, she left the covers What the f** [Hook: Mela Machinko] Excuse me as I kiss the sky It was s-s-something in the air Rest in the sky, the cloud's my sofa Up to the sky I'm fly, I shine so bright up like the star up in the sky I'm up into the sky, I'm so fly I'm gonna shine light like the star up in the sky I'm up into the sky, I'm so fly [Verse 2] My name is up there, I'm on my God sh** Got lifted below the heavens and ain't stop since Mob sh**, why should I pimp live shrimp A picture worth a million words, I'm Gustav Klimt b**h, get your name tag aimed at Lyrics headed straight to your heart, you need a vein slap I took the game, now I'm here to give that fame back Cause really, it's way too many lames tryna claim rap Rugged and powerful, hustling without a group manager Label'll budget f** the sh** out of loots f**, you're born to bust it, what could a condom do, nothing No f**ing around I ain't a prostitute Bumping underground when my partner swooped me up I got lots to do, running errands im wearing Yacchi shoes Hop got hip and dropped the new from out the blue Outcla** and outrap n***as, now I'm out for you Blaow! Giving a shout out to my child And another shot for anybody tryna do us foul The truest now, been the truest then, you a sin You a lie, I should look you in your eyes when you spit Turn the sky a different tint, when I'm pissed, pitch a tent This is my house, I'm nothing this is my cloud, b**h On my brand new heavies, eating my veggies and grits Ready to pimp, stay ready, you ain't gotta get ready trick [Hook]