Space Jam (feat. VNDTA)

We going up and we ain't landing bitch Top of the moon is where you'll find me With a spaceship filled with martian chicks They twerking with their minds and shit Climax with their consciousness They don't know what a condom is They just like to party, sniff Space dust 'till their body drifts Next spot is Jupiter Space rocks to make us stupider After that head to Saturn Where the baddies are bad and Got 4 titties that's no problem I ain't kidding that ain't an issue So damn good you need a visual It's fuck the world 'till the comet hits you Yeah 'till the comet hits you Words drive by like a flying missile Too high to come by and diss you Who in the fuck even is you Next spot is Jupiter Space rocks to make us stupider After that head to Saturn Where the baddies are bad and Got 4 titties not a problem I ain't kidding that ain't an issue So damn good you need a visual It's fuck the world 'till the comet hits you They twerking with their minds and shit Don't know what a condom is Just like to party, sniff Space dust 'till their body drifts We scrambling to find our minds Party starts when the stars align Mardi Gras but in the sky Hardly time to say goodbye We up in space and shit Never ending vacation bitch Whole space station lit Paul went and laced my shit Crashed ET's home Now he got nowhere to go Fed him henny down his throat Launch him back to earth with a catapult That's assault, if you say so I don't know Let's get back on track and rap about what we really for Next spot is Jupiter Space rocks to make us stupider After that head to Saturn Where the baddies are bad and Got 4 titties that's no problem I ain't kidding that ain't an issue So damn good you need a visual It's fuck the world 'till the comet hits you Yeah 'till the comet hits you Words drive by like a flying missile Too high to come by and diss you Who in the fuck even is you Next spot is Jupiter Space rocks to make us stupider After that head to Saturn Where the baddies are bad and Got 4 titties not a problem I ain't kidding that ain't an issue So damn good you need a visual It's fuck the world 'till the comet hits you They twerking with their minds and shit Don't know what a condom is Just like to party, sniff Space dust 'till their body drifts Last place is Venus Where the party ends and demons Exchange souls for drinks and Sell coke for cheap man Holy white is the brand You are not holy man They tell me I'm the only man To venture this deep in their land Crowning me the king of their clan They doubted me now they saying I'm the man It's too late the trains left won't return again If you ain't take off with us that's unfortunate That's unfortunate, we leaving you on earth we surfing space Through a telescope you might just see a trace Of the trail we leave when we leave outta space