Nicole:
Close your eyes
Visualize
Space and I verbalize
You chastize, but can't stop my enterprise
Put your rhymes in a line
Put your raps in a stack
I'll break you and your singer like Jinga
I mean umm
I spit like me on you this tight thing
Space and I enferno
One verse be frightening
End forth the sword fight tonight
My entourage is in camoflauge
Remove your mask
Let down your visage
But don't slip up
Cause when I send my ship up
That's when I get ripped up
The whole world, fuck it
GSE committee
Got your panties shitty
Click you sick
Colossal with itsy bitsy
Space and Missy
Sip our style till you're pissy
Virginia bitch galactic, what the fuck
Chorus:
I be writin' rhymes
Writin' rhymes everyday
Don't you say no more
You don't wanna battle
(repeat)
Missy:
No, no, freaky freaky, no
Mama, daddy, you ain't ready
Act like you know me
Fly as frisbies
Sizzling, I'm chillin'
Man you twistin', you sissy
You dis me, you wish we as fuckin' tight
Auntie, papa, smoke la-la
Ha-la, fa-la
Don't botha' to swalla
This bottle of Remmy
Got plenty of weed
So gemme, gemme, gemme, gemme, gemme please
See's, no one, fly like these
Bee's from over seas, that speak chinese
Please little one, please flee
You know these rhymes get tight when I smoke my weed
Chorus
Me supa dupaaa fly
Space:
We high tech like Timbo's
Slap faces of dirty hoe's
NYMBA
A dirty combo when we play
Swirl like the milky way
Deep like my black hole
I pose to expose
The chemical gases up your nose
Fade away like ozone
Quazars, moves and shit
Hey yo Missy, where da clip
I think I need a hit
Shitty bee's up in the place
Wanna be down with whoever
Be all up in space, but ain't even on the level
I pull your wig back
Let offsteam like nasty fools
Meltdown, now up and pop
321 lift off
Now over tize, Venus we circlize
Like Hale-Bopp
Smokin' trees non-stop
Then I send a televise from satalite on Nightline
Yeah wouldn't you like to get away
To the moon
We shine like stars
Lock down like metal bars
Chorus
Missy:
Hey yo, I'm kinda scared to do this
Cause Jimmy tryin' to scare me
Sayin' I'm gonna give away my publisher
But umm, it don't matter cause
I write my own shit, do my own shit
Say my own shit, shit be a hit, shit be a hit
My style is a one in a million
I flow on and on and on
My rhymes give you a really good feelin'
All day long, rewind
(repeat)
Lemme listen