Supernova Pilot (исполнитель: Dub FX, CAde, Pete Philly & Mr. Woodnote)
[bad word] through the galaxy, supernova pilot Looking for life, will we ever find it Dem red lights they flicker, attacking space pirate quick grab the controls we need to hurry up and skeedaddle diddle too late yo temporary blinded missiles lockin on, hit with ultra ultraviolet will it be the end of us mayday mayday this 10 4 [bad word] down clear [bad word] Oh So cold in this climate, strange figure appears it seems were [bad word] [bad word] on im ready with Alphabet bullets cool it play our positions and then maybe we can fool it fool it swimming with the fishes hard to see the sky, wish a million wishes but a eventually i die, so i do my dirty dishes and take a piece of the pie, do or do not there is no try) translucent, pixelated colours mash, integrated, flash backs and the sound is gated look at my skin ive must of made it, im all in tact in fact better then the flux in the back which took a hard wack an i might be stuck here in a future unlike anything that i have ever seen. bright lights with neo kicks, hover heels and 3d flicks, skate boards with dem wheels and feels so electric please dont trip. Speakers play [bad word] that ive never heard so fresh so clean feel every word, it feels so peaceful but why do feel so empty inside. Sit to my space to holy jesus me And came overduce cuz here place as they do hop into from planet to planet climbin' and jammin' no aliens so they migh have understand it i got mad fx pull it over the dub star prince as is given a rob give more oxygen cuz i can't get enough [bad word] through the galaxy is more than enough so high, so fly my simple night oh my im trippin' fist on space ticket hard they be kickin' it just be tickin' spinnin' 'bout a supernova kickin no killin' [bad word] hack as kites they let me go left point your pray it ain't be left man im in to be ain't left but i am taking over bout remembering a theft Cuz the evil, cuz the pride that's why we're so empty inside okay, yeah, yo any of like a supernova pilots on the case happen a hyperspeed walk [bad word] about a base givin' a joystick sippin' away from of the milkyway we gonna keep movin' and put in a mention hold on, now change lanes takin' it to another speed gonna get to a galaxy over the cosmos with it's just so beautiful and free i see pretty lights, they flash, makin' me re-imagine over the crazy dreams that i see i'm havin flashbacks like whip lash and freestyling aliens whip it with the microphone, and i'm still too from home i'm seekin' microscope and i don't had to stop and this all are notes so crazy on it's own, let's go we search in the sea where to put a galaxy but we're fresh in conversy and the cover economy we think it's possibly round the corner over the right, i think we see the lights, and now we are so empty inside