Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Satellite lyrics

[Verse 1: 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 rhyme Word to mother, I'm goosed up My two f**s in two cups Another double entendre She fell in that Bombay Now she tumble dry lingerie Chardonnay nothing but the bottle of emotion But the love potion when it sprays 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 Hand the dope but cop the chains For more fiends some antidote to stop the pain Now my stream, floods these streets They can't stop the reign All right I need them back To blast, to blast me out of sight Like a satellite Vibe all night A satellite [Verse 2: Chuck Strangers] 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 n***as 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 f** up Vibe all night [Verse 3: Kirk Knight] 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 puff pa**, notarized Two dubs I got 40 on my hit list Just smoking drinks both the broken in-gla** 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'mma coughing That means I'm sick widdit, spit it out k** 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 f**ing overload Hopping up on stepping stones So we making stepping stones Turn up that tichrome We rap game dose This is Messiah and the eyes are hopeless Hopin' my divide eyes through the world flex This ship Don't this sh** make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this sh** To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite Don't this sh** make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this sh** make my people wanna jump? [Verse 4: Dessy Hinds] Surround Sounder Come and hear the blunt-smoking philosopher Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra No time for the roster this rap game goes either way Let him lead the way And n***as will know who they need to play Freeing the ways to amplify the idiolect Saw nothing but shots since the project days Like I was eyin' the Tec Kept the eye in the text Make 'em see my eye in the Lex Giving my blood sweat and iron injecting selecting the soul Cause mind body and soul can't be reinstalled Special with the flow to make Niagara fall It's over for the systematic rapping robotics Crashing my logic These n***as hooked on hooks and Hooked on Phonics With hooked on phonics the pot could 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 Themes behind it rob you for ya mind like thieves is 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 terrorist story with a terror The Era ends with a good night story Don't this sh** make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this sh** make my people wanna jump?