Yeah Taking off, I've been airborne All these little things resurrected I'm interceptin' the bad thoughts Though I could bear more Now all of them rhyme, so did you get the message? Break through the sticks and stems with no sense I'm unconscious Journey to the top, I'm in I'm down on my options Pickin' them apart so we never go back again I'll bring that to the track when I verbalize All my synthesizers I'll put a seed in the God damn soil Unfertilized, but when I grip the mic I'm like a titan and we 'bout to clash Play the beat and I'll be off of my ass I'll break fast like it's motherfuckin' crunch time in the A M Put it all up on her page Let it rain, amen I got a four-man crew and we headed for the top With the gun full of hope And we'll win it for the The play never stops, bro I never heard a whistle You talking 'bout guns, but I'm talking 'bout missiles Light a bomb on the track I'm the best, it's official Set fire, make it rain Watch as you sizzle Cash will flow like a storm Not a drizzle Makin' music, dropping hits Like T Swizzle The game is a target and I hold the fucking We gon' elevate (yeah) Make it to top then celebrate Yeah, we meditate Blocking all the hate Get it straight We got a path, we gon' make it and we know it (yeah) 'Cause the gun full of hope is really loaded (uh) I'ma pull the trigger, motherfuckin' blow it (yeah) I'ma pull the trigger, motherfuckin' blow it I know it ain't a long shot (yeah) Lit like with the bomb squad (yeah) Cabbage on my mind so I gotta go get it Chap' 9 up above, negative Never ever let it get to me It was meant to be Recipe We release the heat, little empathy For the fix, kill 'em off, let 'em rest in peace Liftoff, we have a liftoff Thirty-two minutes past the hour Liftoff on Apollo Nine