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alex wiley - spaceship lyrics

[intro]
uhh baby (x2)

[verse 1: alex wiley]
blast off [uhh baby)
it’s the motherf-cking time now
dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this rapping sh-t helping me climb out
me and chancellor, f-ck you tahm bout
village sh-ttin’ on n-ggas in time out
when im feeling this all that i rhyme ’bout
me and kembe grindin’ in the grind house
asking where i wanna go, who i wanna be
my life is nothing more than ripping all these beats
and that’s the way i want it im trippin’
of the weed and that im sippin’ on at least you
tipping, f-ck you mean
gotta get mine, gotta f-cking win
gotta bring the village, i gotta represent it
i gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working
i can’t stop yelling f-ck though, i gotta keep on sh-ttin’

all we wanna do is get money
seem like errbody want some sh-t from me
like put me on with this and hook me on with that
find your way up off my d-ck homie
remember i used to keep the sacks with me
in the bas-m-nt, watching that rap city
n-ggas used to say i rap sh-tty, funny
now them n-ggas want a track with me

[hook: alex wiley]
if my manager insults me again
i will be -ssaulting him
after i f-ck the manager up
then i’m going to shorten the register up
let’s go back, back to the gap
look at my check, wasn’t no scratch
so if i stole, wasn’t my fault
yea i stole, never got caught
(x2)

[interlude: glc]
yea, they’re going to do it on purpose man
it’s going to be haters lurking
you know what i’m talking about?
wishing to see you fail
but at the end of the day if you got god on your side
why the f-ck would you believe in h-ll
you know what i’m talking about?
hate ain’t sh-t but the devil
tell them motherf-ckers to get up
and get up on a whole ‘nother motherf-cking level
ism

[verse 2: chance the rapper]
nasa,
whole world wants to know what you crashed for,
jag off, what you jag for
im just doing what you -ssh0l-s, had asked for
when we going to home?
my eyes hurt, my throat hurt, my soul hurt
my whole church know my n-ggas on dirt
lil’ college dropout, blame it on ye’
lil’ jimmy done grown up, he’s slangin’ them tapes
southside, out west, south by southwest
doubt my prowess, i guess ’bout now i’m fresh
goodness gracious,
visionary chasing, chance with a sp-ce and the
then a pr-noun, and the car sp-cious,
and a sp-ceship for the sp-ceship like igh!

[hook: alex wiley]
(2x)

[outro: glc]
yea, always keep your ism at a magnificent level
that it’s true, know what i’m talking about?
i come to find out there’s three type of people in the world
there’s those that ask what happened
there’s those that saw it happen
and then there’s those that made it happen
and which one are you?
cathedral.ism

- alex wiley lyrics

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