The Hunna - Fly lyrics
[Verse 1: Hunna] Look who's touching down on the runway Plane descended from the sky on Sunday So come on let's fly like the fun way With no rules I'll show you all the tricks I use so come play No weed needed to get us lifted We envision all the children who have no care in the world And the sh** I keep on spitting reminds me I'm the Illest And I do it for the boys and girls In the sky like birds I'm fly with words so keep flapping Imma make it all happen they calling me action Jackson The paper keeps on stacking the fellas and me are laughing Cause I know I keep on crapping on these other rappers rapping Shakespeare flow Dr Suess influence Ralph Waldo Emerson the rhythm are they feeling this Robert Frost the pain away until it's all gone I'm a Homer epic poem so you know I'm going long [Chorus] [Verse 2: Hunna] Look for the 747 to be taking off Jet food for thought I leave a fuel exhaust My engine is the mind and it's fully revved Come feed your soul I rang the dinner bell Before I started rapping I never knew that I had wings Now I fly away with poems cause I can't sing But I bring the joy and the pa**ion So please don't leave in an orderly fashion No bashing the critics are afraid and you know that they don't come near me Cause I'm above the world and these mortal haters do fear me What's that in your eye didn't think you'd be getting teary But I suppose hating greatness is making y'all weary Clearly I'm the top dog in this fight Michael Vick on you b**h jetting to the mic I can pitch sh** I can throw you for a strike Kershaw or Wainwright whichever one you like My light shine bright but I think it's time to be taking off This flow sick like Ebola hope it don't make you cough But I leave y'all with one thing to say Do you and never let haters get in the way Just fly [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mitchie Bangs] Me and Hunna the Wright brothers I might smother you with my nice covers Alcohol, blunts, b**hes, I got the night covered These haters try and run my dreams over with a white hummer But they ain't got the balls like a dyke lover I'm so fly I could make it 'cross the damn Atlantic Getting paper, pockets wider than a panoramic All these f**ers taking seats cause they can't stand it Hip hops mechanic, I'm spewing that heat, it's volcanic And Mitchie's getting higher than Kilimanjaro I'm up up and away motherf**er see you tomorrow Cuz I'm focused, you know this You notice, my motives Get up and smell the roses, ferocious like a pack of locusts I'm up in the clouds, b**h, cumulonimbus But I'm not afraid to drop on any motherf**er in this Cuz they already on my hit list, every f**er wanna get that business I'm prodigious, ambitious, to get your digits for riches you b**hes All I need's a bandana and some Chuck Taylors Yeah this game's a b**h, guess who just nailed her Motherf**er I'm in control like I'm an alpha snare Wanna touch the sky? I can take you there Maybe I'll never make it Yeah that's my fattest fear But it don't matter when I'm high up in the atmosphere So I got the future in my eye, all of my memories pa**ing me by I'm on my sh**, why? Cause I'm fly, that's Mitchie Bangs! [Chorus]