[Intro]
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11 lift-off. All the second stage tanks now pressurized. 35 seconds and counting. We are still Go with Apollo 11. 30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report, "It feels good. "T minus 25 seconds. Twenty seconds and counting. T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF! We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour. Lift-off on Apollo 11
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man
Can I kick it?
[Verse 1]
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in the name of The Messenger
On the inside of my black trick bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game at the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is the Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and come home with the sword
It's globally known, I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like a train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when he was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with the passion of Christ, haters
The force has awakened, I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and wars that this life gave us
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11 lift-off. All the second stage tanks now pressurized. 35 seconds and counting. We are still Go with Apollo 11. 30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report, "It feels good. "T minus 25 seconds. Twenty seconds and counting. T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF! We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour. Lift-off on Apollo 11
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man
Can I kick it?
[Verse 1]
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in the name of The Messenger
On the inside of my black trick bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game at the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is the Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and come home with the sword
It's globally known, I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like a train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when he was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with the passion of Christ, haters
The force has awakened, I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and wars that this life gave us
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