32-J

[Verse 1: Fukkit]
I'm in the VIP section, the cabin drop pressure
We 300 miles up in a brand new Tesla
The club was impressive till shit got hectic
Ships in a wreckage
Captain in distress as he left us the message
Remain calm
Partygoers stripping to the sound of the alarm
Sniffing blow like a bomb, cocaine in her bra
Getting higher than the sky, ironic in a free fall
Mind race against time, pacing, guess why?
I don't know 'bout anybody else but I'm in line
Escape pods vacant
Peek over my shoulder and the crowd still patient
I don't gotta say shit
We dying in a space ship
Flame in the main deck
Uploading my conscience, brain body gets wasted
Right click, replace, and save then rearrange it
Where everybody nameless, aimless, made basic
We dying in a space ship
Flame in the main deck
Uploading my conscience, brain body gets wasted
Right click, replace, and save then rearrange it
Where everybody nameless, aimless, made basic
Still keep a Glock by the bed
But now it come equipped with a laser instead
Which is what I like best
It burn through your chest
Till the shape gets pressed to your skin like a sketch
Get vexed
Confused, then depressed like ya ex after sex
Fuck away like a pest, I'm the best, no quest
In like the opposite of out
Just bought these new antigravity boots for the clout
You a suit so get out
Deduce your amount
Through a chip, that's implanted in my scalp, what about?
I breathe underwater like a trout
That big blue ball with no leaves and no seeds in the drought
That's right
Earth got a new nickname
Since we treated global warming like a damn kids game
Planet 3-2-J-6-4-9-A
Yes, everybody there is either poor or not the same

[Interlude: Sabino]
Attention! Attention, this is your captain speaking! At 1300 hours I went through an [?] breached by space pirates. Any and all passengers still near the Black Hole Nightclub are ordered to evacuate immediately! If you see any of these new intruders, do not engage. They are armed and dangerous

[Verse 2: Sabino]
Transportation to our destination now is out of question
As the thrusters shut down, now they feeling full dissension
Keep it cool, pointless, running toward an exit, accept it
Calculate your state of panic through my specs augmented
Not to mention the CO2 rising
Fucker, keep it silent, didn’t wanna show the violence
But this holo-knife keep whining
And I’m clearly fucking tired of it
Back of his head, didn’t wanna show this side of him
Yet he knows the time is close
He moves out the cabin just to go
Laser lights keep passing him
Still he knows the time is close
Remember the goal
Yeah, he’s ready to go

[Verse 3: Brando & Sabino]
Yeah, I'm ready to go
I got bombs on my body, bitch, I'm ready to blow
Keep it under control
It'd be best they don’t know, just let the plans unfold
I got cannons on my neck just like I'm Predator, bro
I'ma hit the fucking lobby, I'ma let that shit blow
Bro
I heard the first time, make sure it goes right
But now in hindsight, I think we left the plasma grenades
Aww, shit, fuck
Zero G energy leaks into the lobby
Bodies bending back like pilates
It's obvi' that all ya options ain't popping
Raising the pressure, vessels get popping
Now I pop a bean like Janemba
Dead space feel cold just like December
Remote control, abortion code’s a no-go
Let it blow then pose for the photos
I got bros, we all bearing logos
Hopped out the four door like Code Lyoko
Bitch, I am loco, howling like Lobo
I don't give no fucks, I won't fold, bro