Lyrics Stanley Kubrick - B.o.B

Stanley Kubrick

I have two brief questions I’d like to ask, if I may
When you were carrying out that incredible moonwalk
Did you find that the surface was equally firm anywhere
Or were there harder and softer spots that you could detect?
And secondly, when you looked up at the sky could you actually See the stars,
and the Solar Corona, in spite of the glare?
We were never able to see stars from the lunar surface
Or on the daylight side of the moon
But I — without looking through the optics, uh
I don’t recall during the period of time that we were
Photographing the Solar Corona what stars we could see
(I don’t remember seeing any)
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon
B.o.B, what the hell you doing?
What the fuck does Stanley Kubrick have to do with
Astronauts and moon men
Who the hell you fooling?
Fuck you and this whole stupid flat Earth movement
Well, if you don’t like it sue me, even science proves it
You’re a college student, shouldn’t be assuming
Green screen, sound stage, sound proofing
Time to film a movie shoot
Gotta use my tools in the glass case
Astronaut suit footprint don’t match the boot
Been to the moon once and ain’t been back since
And I’m just trying to figure out where the tax dollars went
NASA
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon
Not a huge fan of the award for the best rapper
But they give the moon man award to the best actor
Guess we must go straight to the source and let’s ask NASA
Uh, how do you explain the occurrence of lunar waves?
Why do we only see one half of the lunar face?
How do you explain air bubbles you view in space?
Why is it so important to lie to the human race?
Million mile internet that travels light years
But they can’t show a space shuttle re-enter the atmosphere, okay
To blast off you gotta practice Freemasonry
An acronym that stands for Not A Space Agency
Giant steps are what you take, walking on the moon
I hope my legs don’t break, walking on
Walking on the moon
Some may say, I’m wishing my days away, no way
And if it’s the price I pay, some say
Tomorrow’s another day, you’ll stay
Walking on, walking on the moon