Relic - Spacestation lyrics

[Chorus: Robbie G] I take you on a vacation on a spacestation I take ye way way up No looking down, I take your feet off the ground We getting high, going higher than the clouds, c'mon I take you a vacation on a spacestation I take ye way way up No drama for you now No time to waste, my minds in space and I ain't coming down Spacestation [Verse 1: Robbie G] Yo we spaced out, way out in the farthest reaches of the galaxy There's abnormalities in what you're trying to say Get our space away, I hope we find a way I get blinded by your ultraviolet rays Yo I'm losing my mind, trying to choose between this beautiful dime The music and rhymes, the crew that's behind me They say shoot for the stars But how to stay apart from what's moving inside me Ain't a physical pleasure you could deny me The metaphysical, existential, extraterrestrial Nothing less than exceptional Levitating to another level, raisin the decibels Devils settle your disputes the misuse of rebels Love how music uses treble And the levels of the ba** There's so many levels to this inner outer space See I could win without a race I could spend without the cake I could sin without the hate It all begins without a face I need to get up out this place, c'mon [Chorus: Robbie G] [Verse 2: Robbie G] Yeah we following a dream I say why fabricate you should just call it what it be Don't be following who's always in the lead People waiting for you to fall back Dominate the scene Make our own constellations on the star maps What's your knowledge? Where's your heart at? What you calling a fallen angel, a martyr? Pictures that's similar to all of the Holocaust survivors While ye got a ball o' cash in ye wallet, all of them fivers So many people fake balling I ain't calling out your names It won't matter like matter when we're all in outer space How's the place you keep your thoughts? you need to weed it a lot If you can't handle the trip, leave if you need to get off On earth in space I conversate and get people to talk And let the DJ know it's time to get the needle to drop Told you before if you hating you need to just stop I'm on a spacestation out having a meeting with God [Chorus: Robbie G] [Verse 3: k**ah Priest] Solar flares, polar air, breath deep techniques White frost when the lights off, the mics a torch DNAs, gamma rays, brain waves, new age radio active rapping Plutonic gases, supersonic law of attraction Radiation, aviation, hold the mic like planets Verses I wrote contains ten billion volts Open the vaults, quarantine God like spawned the genes, seven ether Richter is off the meter When I go off the mic loses liters Sumerian science or the giants Alien alliance Make me and the rhyme defiant The red sun star, 40 million miles That's how far I take the crowd Competition I move them like clouds In the four door car I'm from the planet of the Gods [Chorus: Robbie G]