Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song! - Richie Branson

Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song! - Richie Branson

Альбом
Camp Camp: Season 2 (Music from the Rooster Teeth Series)
Год
2020
Язык
`English`
Длительность
171940

Below is the lyrics of the song Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song! , artist - Richie Branson with translation

Lyrics " Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song! "

Original text with translation

Finally, I Got to Make a Space Kid Song!

Richie Branson

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

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