Little Brother - Intergalactic Soul lyrics

[Verse 1: Phonte] Check it out, yo From the ghettos of Mars to the slums of Uran*s I can hear people talkin and they saying son is anxious To get up with some other strangers and make a couple changes Bout going to the lab and laying down a couple bangers With some ba** line snaps and plus some chord changes To give it the knock, props to Spinna who arranged it Let's get it on wax and watch the galaxies exchange it As we begin our quest to get famous It's 'Te from the League of Just-us going across worlds With no hatred amongst us, rhymes two-hundred proof and Leaving you punch drunk, screaming 'Who want what?' To any n***a without his thumbs up Showing love and appreciation with a fist in the air Wildin out over the kick and the snare Make the party people split from their chairs Like 'Goddamn, I'm really feeling this here' Galactic soul, getting spacey in here It's like that y'all, check it out And we keep it going on and on and on, on and on [Chorus: Phonte] Intergalactic soul y'all LB and beyond real taking control y'all Strap in your seatbelts and get a hold y'all Because we taking it... out of this world For your mind it's galactic soul y'all LB and the J-League here for the phone call And yo we taking this... out of this world One time, this galactic soul y'all LB and beyond real taking control, now come on [Verse 2: Phonte] They say my soul is galactic son Without no warm-ups or practice runs I speak the truth when the madness stunts Upside n***as who being true to the game But things get tight and can't maneuver the same It's soon to be changed We sample breaks from Montana to Kool & The Gang The presence of our ancestors due to remain In the music so we bring it live back Like the (?) rocking doo rags underneath fitted high hats Never have we did it like that Lost or found, let's get it right back To the forefront of the peeps Give 'em what they want in the streets co*k back, ready, aim, fire, release I'm staying high on the beats But it ain't no need to alarm you From NC to BK, that's word to my mom dukes This finna be really beyond you It ain't no pun intended, yo we putting it on you It ain't no pun intended and we putting it on you In 2003, and to the beyond, let's get it on, come on [Chorus: Phonte] Intergalactic soul y'all LB and beyond real taking control y'all Strap in your seatbelts and get a hold y'all Because we taking it... out of this world One time, it's galactic soul y'all LB and the J-League here for the phone call And yo we taking this... out of this world Yo, it's galactic soul y'all LB and beyond real taking control y'all