NASA - One Time

Uh Yeah you feelin that right there?
Yeah, uh, that's that N.A.S.A., Fatlip check it

One time for your mind and the place
Fatlip rip that beat, with that base
Boom bap
Bringin' back the raw rap
We about to bag these chips and all that
All that and a bag a chips got magazine clips
For haters wanna stop my shine like an eclipse
But I'm in the whip, like Feeli Fell on the cell
Feelin good, doing well you can tell
By the hoes thats with me
The clothes that fit me
I don't give a fuck if you dodo's don't get me

What I said's over your head like a dark cloud
You in the crowd like a bitch tryna bark loud
All the while tryna bite my philosophy
Only problem is punk you not me
Even I can't stop me from sellin' some copies
I want my shit to flop so DV drop me

(Chorus)
It's the man with the plan
To expand with the rhyme
Comin here to hit ya (one time)
Gettin dough, but I don't commit no crime
Already had a felony (one time)
From the peach to the plum, to the lemon to the lime
Baby let me see you shake it (one time)
If you wanna get to the top gotta climb
You only get to try (one time)

One time for your mind in the place
I rhyme with reason
I season my words with grace
You know the name, recognize the face
You thought I fell off, nah, not the case
I'm an animal, microphone flammable
Eyes on me while I accomplish the impossible
Watch how i doowop, you know I don't stop
Bout it' when it comes to all the money that I got
Better yet, about to get, cause I ain't said shit
Until I got a tight crib and a tight bitch
A black and white bitch, mulato, model
Playboy channel, chillin in the grotto
Sippin on a bottle, Ima tell ya (one time)
I'm takin it back to full throttle
Captain with the fly ship, pilot on auto
Bubble like a Sprite bottle, show em my motto!

(Chorus)
It's the man with the plan
To expand with the rhyme
Comin here to hit ya (one time)
Gettin dough, but I don't commit no crime
Already had a felony (one time)
From the peach to the plum, to the lemon to the lime
Baby let me see you shake it (one time)
If you wanna get to the top gotta climb
You only get to try (one time)

One time I was broke
And muhfuckas thought I smoke, coke
Even my folks had jokes
Man, fuck all y'all! eat shit, croke
I'm amped up, the champs up
Thought I got knocked down in the last round
Heavyweight title, chomp ears when you here this shiz idle,
The beat suicidal
Killin it softly with the flow that's off the chain
Y'all niggas fell off, but I still remain
Hold my own
You choose not to build with the cornerstone
Your mind's weak like a member of a cult
And as a result,
You insult the intelligence of an adult
With your bitch made bubble gum, fifth grade
Lyrics that couldn't cut it with a switch-blade

(Chorus)
It's the man with the plan
To expand with the rhyme
Comin here to hit ya (one time)
Gettin dough, but I don't commit no crime
Already had a felony (one time)
From the peach to the plum, to the lemon to the lime
Baby let me see you shake it (one time)
If you wanna get to the top gotta climb
You only get to try (one time)


Yeah, haha, Fatlip, N.A.S.A.
Comin' to you live and direct on the west side of things
Yeah, yeah, yeah
2005, 2006, on and on
Yeah we doin' it, coming with a lot of little, uh nah a lot of big shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Christopher A. Stewart, Corron Cole, James Bunton, Thabiso Nkhereanye

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find