The following entry has... uh... seen mankind complete Its first evolutionary steps into the universe Leaving the planet Earth and going forward into the universe
[Hook: Stevie Stone & Tech N9ne] (2X) I'm far out, off the chain Took the star route, I done lost the plane (I spit the bars out, with the quick of our mouth Get the feeling of the tip and let them take the dart out With the superstar route, I can take it far out)
[Verse 1: J.L.] Find me, I'm off in low Earth orbit I'm far out, now I'm talking 'bout gotta get rid of Your gravity to come towards it I skyscrape, jump up in a cloud and absorb it Rain down on you niggas like a storm hit I'm headed for money and I'm sure of it, important You know that I am dumb fresh, super fly, stupid high About business like suit and tie Trying to get paid like that YouTube guy I'm one of them dudes, that get to running your dudes You gotta give him his dues, I'm incredible You never gonna fill in my shoes The unforgettable truth is I'm a beast when I get in this booth (Ah) OK, OK, they know me, now don't they? I'm glad to say Tech gave me the track and turned me loose like J. Obama way So you know I gotta do it like I'm spazzin' I really get it crackin', never would've imagined, back when I was on the block, I'd be rappin' With one of the illest niggas to ever make it happen I'm off to my zone, that's that fly zone I don't give a damn about a hater, I'm gone Eyes on the motherfuckin' prize and I won't get disturbed and come down from my throne B. Hood, full effect Strange, you digging it? We living it up, man, it's all about the bigger shit Ready for the benefit, hands in the air if you feeling it Why would anybody wanna do it any different?
[Hook] (2X)
[Verse 2: P.R.E.A.C.H.] I think I fit this track so perfect Tecca Nina gave me a chance and I deserve it I been putting in my work in, cutting it like a surgeon Urging my people to rebel like an insurgent I grab my sword and shield, jump in the field To feel my enemy's pain, the look in his eyes, surprised Realized denied by the stand up guy You don't really want it with me, please don't try (Wait a minute, aren't you that Romanian guy?) Damn right, dirty, you can bet your life And now it's time for me to make a sacrifice So leave it like I see until my afterlife If this is wrong, then I can't be right They wanted me dead, but I stayed alive Enemies who post like my favorite five I'm dumping at 'em, then I wave bye bye I'm off my noodle, ain't I? And my secret ain't mine, gotta play fight Ain't white, hate night in the daylight You don't wanna be the one to catch that stain, right? So please proceed with caution, and just don't speak too loud Cause they go headhunting, in the Mississippi you found They say I'm far out, I'm a giant in this large crowd Get the fire with my heart out I feel your hatred like the far south See the truth is everybody wants the money But they faking to make it if you pay attention Look at the way I'm coming out the middle of the map And attacking the track with the ways of a gremlin
[Hook] (2X)
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Sim-sim-salabim, that don't mean anything But I can make it mean get a lot of green And make everybody to get up and sing with the Nin' I'm a menace, they wanna put the Nina in Guinness Cause I'm in the percentage of killers who finish Any nigga without a limit, they get it cause I'm sinister This ain't a gimmick when I rip and damage your mimica I be like a meteorite, I'm blazing everything In my way so quick, you hear me humming But the scientists gotta get multi-million Dollar machinery for me just to see me coming I'm far out, look at the people with the eye of an eagle Tech, now look at the steeple It's Tecca Nina and Beasel coming to defeat and Diminish an evil, hit you with the strength of a Diesel I – fifth street to Grain Valley, Spain to Cali Can't hang if you ain't strange, nigga, bang bang, you in pain alley Another dimension, you better repent And you never ever let a nigga discover the tension I gotta, sever the punk another was sent in to Allah Given away today but the lynchin's tomorrow Potato, [open 'em up a barrel], I pop it And have a motherfucker living in peril While I damage a devil, never doin' it for dinero I'm taken out of his body like a nigga's on Cuervo Tecca Nina gets colder with them That'll mean everyone of they whores kissed him On the tip of his big one Dig it because I'm truly beyond the solar system