Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Way Out There, artist - King Tee. Album song IV Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.03.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Geffen Records Release;
Song language: English
Way Out There |
Let’s give it up for the fabulous |
Fa-fabulous |
Let’s give it up for the fabulous |
Fa, fa-fa-fabulous |
All aboard the mothership, prepare to set sail |
Lyrics fat, swell as a killer whale |
Enemies approachin, identify yourself |
They’re raisin up the flag, backin up they get to blast |
Open fire, cannons let loose |
Shut 'em down like the spruce goose |
Captain aye aye, they still floatin |
Give the order — blow they punk ass out the ocean, got 'em |
Drink hit the dank as they sink to the bottom |
Schools of sharks circles then the sea turned all purple |
Even Jacques Costeau punk-ass was scared to go |
And that just goes to show to uhh, let you know, uhh |
As I chill again like Gilligan and the Skipper |
A nigga kickin it with two hoes like Jack Tripper |
Swabbin the deck, just stabbin in my cabin |
Rubbed the magic lamp and out popped Aladdin like «What's happenin?» |
I said, «What's up? |
I want my rhymes to be the dopest |
Ala. cadabara. |
hocus pocus |
You think they can see me?» |
He said, «Nope not really |
Cause the fog’s in the air plus you’re way out there» |
When you look up in the sky, ohh me oh my |
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a god damn shame |
Tela come wicked and you best beware |
You will see when he kick it that he’s way out there |
My style pattern’s unique, exquisite, so come visit |
Exhibit A through G, through Z, E-N-T |
Stuck your equilibrium on activate |
Captivate the ear and then his eyesockets upon my pockets |
I left him in suspense, who’s the, tribes and crews? |
Competition none exists bitches be blowin me kisses |
Others fall like missiles, the cap was artificially flavored |
My first verse, it quenched your thirst |
For instance, I’m makin people boogie but yet |
From long distance, causin it to interfere with your hemisphere |
Flee, it’s a G recipe |
It get you hooked, havin fits off my shit |
They wanna wipe us out! |
I think they hate us |
Killers with the pencils and the papers and erasers |
I’m comin through ya living room boom, shok-a-lok-a boom |
Shake ya whole area, break your sound barrier |
So wake up if you sleep cause like a clock I tock I’m tickin |
Early bird, get the worm, and I stopped slangin chickens |
But I still be kickin facts, black, black on black crime |
Why the hell you jackin me? |
I don’t have a damn dime |
My skills kill you like a deer with my spear |
When it rains it pours he fell from the tier off the third floor |
The pieces of the puzzle huh, figure it out |
And start fuckin around and we’ll be diggin you out |
And it’s just that simple put the thang up to your temple |
And now you got a permanent dimple |
It’s King, Tee, the name nigga and don’t get snotty |
Better knock on some doors and ask somebody (yeah) |
So fuck that other shit and grab my hand with all your might |
Cause I’mma show you what that West coast like |
The flavor’s unbelievable, nutritious, delicious |
Nigga when the Tee get loose it gets vicious |
Let’s give it up for the fabulous |