Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song!, artist - Richie Branson. Album song Camp Camp: Season 2 (Music from the Rooster Teeth Series), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rooster Teeth
Song language: English
Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song! |
I lack sex appeal |
Couldn’t get a label deal |
But that’s fine 'cause I rather have space appeal |
Clockin' in |
On my rocket ship |
Tryin' to pay the bills |
Plus, my arm strong |
One hit will make him take a Neil |
(Heh) |
Keep my face encased in the glassy sphere |
Just in case I have to race out the atmosphere |
Got a Saturn 5 strapped to my caviler |
Fuck rap, I’d rather be a outer space racketeer |
(Pssh) |
Houston, I think we have a problem |
I’m talkin' space aliens spotted in my quadrant |
Mobbin' with the squadron, and we hotter than the cauldron |
And we won’t stop 'til we buzzin' like Aldrin. |
Used to make bottle rockets with |
the soda pop |
Now they call me «solar flare» 'cause the flow is hot |
Eyes lookin' like Mars 'cause I smoke a lot |
Selfies on the moon, but the haters think it’s Photoshop |
Three. |
Two. |
One |
It’s a blast off every time I hit the blunt |
Fly like an astronaut |
Gotta get the funds |
Never take the mask off when I’m on the run |
Countin' down |
Three. |
Two. |
One |
It’s a blast off every time I hit the blunt |
Fly like an astronaut |
Gotta get the funds |
Never take the mask off when I’m on the run |
I don’t fuck with space food |
I’d rather have a burger |
Tell them leave the patty bloody |
Like a Manson murder |
Rap and learn to spit fire |
Like an afterburner |
Faster than the hand |
Ike uses when he slappin' Turner |
New Challenger |
Flying through the galaxy |
Now I’m light years ahead |
Of everyone who doubted me |
Remember when |
I couldn’t even catch a salary |
Now I’m countin' money |
Like the models count calories |
Just an average joe |
Blessed with the god flow |
Hit the blunt |
Now I’m moving through the cosmos |
Spaceship double law |
Like the car |
But I’m always getting stopped |
By the cops checking cargo |
Tell them «look,» |
«I don’t want no drama when I fly» |
«I'm just passing by» |
«With my rocket in the sky «I need Space Kid |
Back off me, let me fly» |
Then continue getting high |
Off my oxygen supply |
Three. |
Two. |
One |
It’s a blast off every time I hit the blunt |
Fly like an astronaut |
Gotta get the funds |
Never take the mask off when I’m on the run |
Countin' down |
Three. |
Two. |
One |
It’s a blast off every time I hit the blunt |
Fly like an astronaut |
Gotta get the funds |
Never take the mask off when I’m on the run |