[Verse 1: Kell$ Kennedy]
It's kells and yes, the girls confess that i'm the best
And if they left, i'd wake up later less stressed, depressed and better dressed
But better yet, find a finer girl and get her wet
Rolling through with the spaceship mob, nobody better than
Kells Kennedy, John Lennon said to let it be
But these faggots get to me, so wack rappers rest in peace
I'm next to be the best, suggest that you invest in me
Once again, haters, you could not mean any less to me
A minute next to me, you see I live a trill life
Spaceship Mob, running from cops, ripping pops at Lil' Mikes
They say my flow is real tight. Yeah I know, it's ill right?
Asking if it's still night, 5AM and I still write
Sleep is for the weak, I'm an insomniac, living restless
Bout to kill a bunch of beats so I can cross them off my checklist
Here to show you what the best is, spit perfection in a second
Swerving through these intersections, mugging mean in my reflection, bitch it's
[Hook]
Me and my fucking team, Spaceship M-O-B
Swear that I'm a king I will decapitate my enemies
S-P-A-C-E M-O-B, S-P-A-C-E M-O-B. (x2)
[Kell$ Kennedy]
Hoppin' fences to make impressions
Kells got them lames standing at attention
Did I mention how tense the tension?
They in suspension like I missed my tenth detention
For a mary jane session right before my intervention, but i'm
Still doper than some motherfucking crack rock
Girl looks like a model, baby let me see your catwalk
Me and Kris Martian making music on a laptop
Then head to chill with james dyl and lil mike ripping fat pops
[Verse 2: Krucifix]
I've got bitches in the jacuzzi, making up a home movie
Spitting like a fucking uzi, rapid fire, call of duty
I'm fucked up, they say that I need therapy
Slit your throat, while laughing so hysterically
Slender Man, got your children scared of me
So fucking sick, you could say I have a rare disease
Making hella cheese, bitches on they fucking knees
Begging please, I'm like jeez, you don't have to be so
Sleezy, easy, squeeze these tits
Getting weezy off these spliffs, some days I just wanna commit
Maybe i'll jump off a cliff, shit I already did
But I'm back, popping bubble wrap, hit you with a fucking bat
Turning back my fucking hat while murdering this fucking track
In fact, i know that I'm dapper. making fear the factor, killing pastors
Hell's Headmaster. So much for happily ever after
So laugh it up, buttercup, cause I trust my fucking gut
Must we discuss my disgust for rhino tusks and angel dust?
Blunts so fat that they about to bust
Kris, I'm a martian and i'm dangerous
Flow hot like hellfire, triple 6, krucifix
Got the devil on my dick, dipping chips and eating fish
Fuck, swag is for fags, my style is groovy
Lucifer? nah, I just call my bitch Lucy
"I'm home, Lucy! Get off the phone, Lucy!
Get the fuck over here give me some fucking dome, Lucy!"
[Hook]
