CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Inglorious bast*rds
Oh sh*t it's rockell she's a f**king hot
Hey f**k you guys
f**k you guys
Suck my d**k
Stright on the basement mic
Goddamn, goddamn—conversations with people
Crazy how one day the legends forget that they equal
On this Under Pressure sequel we not takin' it back, we keepin' it pushin'
People scared of change, but you'll find me deep in a cushion
Even when I win I can feel my self losing
Listening to beats in the beemer crusing
I can feel another hit
What's the conclusion
Or rather my
Readin' Nostradamus at 90 degrees, better believe
I know how to turn a prophet with ease, diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowin' trees
With the topic I drop it f**k around and leave 'em all concussed
When I bust no thrust, world we livin' in is f**ked
Industry rule number 4,081, your new sh*t ain't good as your old sh*t
'Til your new sh*t is your old sh*t, son, in this sun, let me get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold rollie for my son as an heirloom
Not for lookin' dope as I rhyme
As a representation to give your family your time
Searchin' for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound
No matter how mainstream you was
In the end you still underground
That's the truth feeling close to the cliff
Then I ain't saying sh*t I guess
Yeah
Aye man f**k all these punch lines
I just want to tell a story
I just want to have fun in the basement type sh*t
Aye yo
Once upon a time, a couple of guys from out this world
Was talking rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
The year was 2115, and Babel Space Station
Was home to the very last of the human population
The captain name was Thomas the infantryman was Kai
And these the men that discovered the Ultra 85
Accompanied by a girl inside their ear
Her name was Thalia
Made of 1's and 0's, she was a program
You could ask her any question
Even about the fall of man
Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space
That nobody before them ever found and they database
I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race, the planet Paradise
Kai said: "The time is my god, that'd be very nice"
Traveling through outer space, we done have some scary nights
We done have some scary fights, all about that rap sh*t
Kai like that trap sh*t, Thomas love that boombap sh*t
I wish God was real I wish I could just get raptured
What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured
"Don't think that way my son, everything gon be fine we finna have some fun
And if by chance we do come across an alien, imma blow his ass away with this molecular gun"
Set the kill, never stun, [] we get it done
Now they ship is entering the atmosphere
We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here
We gon' double check that it's habitable and liveable for man
And no matter what happens you know we gon stick to the plan
"Understood?" "Understand" "All Good?"
Once they touchdown, nobody could hear a sound
Till they open up the ship door that repel to the ground
What they found? A planet full of life. A planet full of sh*t they never seen
Straight up outta movie scene
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, know what I mean?
Walking around the planet for hours they was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears they woulda lost it
The 7th album by a musician they both revere
First time this planet heard it let's call it a world premiere
Time is think about the picture of this girl, that he left, on the Aquarious III
In his dresser, wishing he could undress her
Give her the pipe, no lesser
Kai thinking thoughts like a professor, wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher
Now is it us or is natural life on this world the aggressor?
All the negative sh*t is out of his head he need a refresher
Two men here to save the world, No Pressure
Hey f**k you guys
f**k you guys
Suck my d**k
Stright on the basement mic
Goddamn, goddamn—conversations with people
Crazy how one day the legends forget that they equal
On this Under Pressure sequel we not takin' it back, we keepin' it pushin'
People scared of change, but you'll find me deep in a cushion
Even when I win I can feel my self losing
Listening to beats in the beemer crusing
I can feel another hit
What's the conclusion
Or rather my
Readin' Nostradamus at 90 degrees, better believe
I know how to turn a prophet with ease, diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowin' trees
With the topic I drop it f**k around and leave 'em all concussed
When I bust no thrust, world we livin' in is f**ked
Industry rule number 4,081, your new sh*t ain't good as your old sh*t
'Til your new sh*t is your old sh*t, son, in this sun, let me get some
I wear this 24 karat solid gold rollie for my son as an heirloom
Not for lookin' dope as I rhyme
As a representation to give your family your time
Searchin' for love in the industry you'll be let down
They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound
No matter how mainstream you was
In the end you still underground
That's the truth feeling close to the cliff
Then I ain't saying sh*t I guess
Yeah
Aye man f**k all these punch lines
I just want to tell a story
I just want to have fun in the basement type sh*t
Aye yo
Once upon a time, a couple of guys from out this world
Was talking rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl
The year was 2115, and Babel Space Station
Was home to the very last of the human population
The captain name was Thomas the infantryman was Kai
And these the men that discovered the Ultra 85
Accompanied by a girl inside their ear
Her name was Thalia
Made of 1's and 0's, she was a program
You could ask her any question
Even about the fall of man
Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space
That nobody before them ever found and they database
I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race, the planet Paradise
Kai said: "The time is my god, that'd be very nice"
Traveling through outer space, we done have some scary nights
We done have some scary fights, all about that rap sh*t
Kai like that trap sh*t, Thomas love that boombap sh*t
I wish God was real I wish I could just get raptured
What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured
"Don't think that way my son, everything gon be fine we finna have some fun
And if by chance we do come across an alien, imma blow his ass away with this molecular gun"
Set the kill, never stun, [] we get it done
Now they ship is entering the atmosphere
We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here
We gon' double check that it's habitable and liveable for man
And no matter what happens you know we gon stick to the plan
"Understood?" "Understand" "All Good?"
Once they touchdown, nobody could hear a sound
Till they open up the ship door that repel to the ground
What they found? A planet full of life. A planet full of sh*t they never seen
Straight up outta movie scene
On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, know what I mean?
Walking around the planet for hours they was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears they woulda lost it
The 7th album by a musician they both revere
First time this planet heard it let's call it a world premiere
Time is think about the picture of this girl, that he left, on the Aquarious III
In his dresser, wishing he could undress her
Give her the pipe, no lesser
Kai thinking thoughts like a professor, wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher
Now is it us or is natural life on this world the aggressor?
All the negative sh*t is out of his head he need a refresher
Two men here to save the world, No Pressure
