[Verse 1: Beck Motley]
They wanna hate that, rate that
Celebrate with me like they made that
Hommie fade back
Fade to black, I was standin' all alone, I was laid back
Where my shades at?
Can't see my eyes through the ray bans
Can't see my smile through the "how you beens?"
I am in
Screamin' on the music like a violin
Strength for my body like a vitamin
Aright then, aright then
Try to knock me down, but I'm up times ten
That's that shit we on time and time again
Friend
Let me give you straight advice, if you ain't gonna try then you'll never know life
And then you'll never ever know why
You'll never have a moment of silence
Dream driven no ceilin' oh?
Inch given with my blue ribbon flow
Meet women while we wine sippin' go
Beginning in the ninth inning yo
I'm flying on an airplane and I don't know when i'll be back again
We pushing up in the end
Fillin' up with the pen
We lookin' down at ya man
We lookin' up in the end
[Chorus]
And they ask me, what kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know) X2
[Verse 2: Bon Voyage]
I'm sitting in a all black benz no tints im a gold fish
Chickens clucking around looking for money so they gone fish
The worlds a big farm but im focused on these snakes climbing ladders they want me to to hocus pocus
I'm in my zone like the twilight, my life in a place that I like
Bright lights and a taste for for high flight
My life my God pass through me
Cause my brain need brooming
I mean sweeping cleaning my whole aura seeking to be a little bit higher now
So I cock back fire rounds at these clowns
Ain't it funny how once your down they wanna keep you down but still keep you around
So foolish so clueless Stacey Dash wit it APB be the newness we
Coming for the top next stop to check off on my to do list whose this
[Chorus]
And they ask me, what kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know) X2
They wanna hate that, rate that
Celebrate with me like they made that
Hommie fade back
Fade to black, I was standin' all alone, I was laid back
Where my shades at?
Can't see my eyes through the ray bans
Can't see my smile through the "how you beens?"
I am in
Screamin' on the music like a violin
Strength for my body like a vitamin
Aright then, aright then
Try to knock me down, but I'm up times ten
That's that shit we on time and time again
Friend
Let me give you straight advice, if you ain't gonna try then you'll never know life
And then you'll never ever know why
You'll never have a moment of silence
Dream driven no ceilin' oh?
Inch given with my blue ribbon flow
Meet women while we wine sippin' go
Beginning in the ninth inning yo
I'm flying on an airplane and I don't know when i'll be back again
We pushing up in the end
Fillin' up with the pen
We lookin' down at ya man
We lookin' up in the end
[Chorus]
And they ask me, what kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know) X2
[Verse 2: Bon Voyage]
I'm sitting in a all black benz no tints im a gold fish
Chickens clucking around looking for money so they gone fish
The worlds a big farm but im focused on these snakes climbing ladders they want me to to hocus pocus
I'm in my zone like the twilight, my life in a place that I like
Bright lights and a taste for for high flight
My life my God pass through me
Cause my brain need brooming
I mean sweeping cleaning my whole aura seeking to be a little bit higher now
So I cock back fire rounds at these clowns
Ain't it funny how once your down they wanna keep you down but still keep you around
So foolish so clueless Stacey Dash wit it APB be the newness we
Coming for the top next stop to check off on my to do list whose this
[Chorus]
And they ask me, what kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know)
What kind of shit we on (and they don't, and they don't know) X2
( The Airplane Boys )
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