(John F. Kennedy)
Its hazards are hostile to us all. Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind, and its opportunity for peaceful cooperation many never come again. But why, some say, the moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic? Why does Rice play Texas?
We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills...
(Jay Electronica)
Uh-huh
My views aerial
Your crew inferior, my crew imperial
MC killers, milk and serial
Get it? Forget it
You'll still be connectin' the dots with smokin' holes in yo' fitted
Those that got it be all at the shows, throwin' fitteds
The light from the dynasty sign froze all the critics
And nary a soul got on they frog toes to ribbit
Shhh, 'twas the night before the coming
Sugarplum candy-coated lines for the dummies
Decoded hieroglyphics in the shrines for the mummies
We not Illuminati, but our eyes on the money
My mind's on the scripture
It's beautiful, I see every line on the picture
So when the leaves rustle and the c*** crows winter
Just know that the black gods mingled a bit
Then the fingers got p****ed, then the single got picked
Man, I'm livin' out my brain, I don't dream about s***
If I say dream, I meant dream, fresh, not Hampton
I got a date with destiny, I'm definitely not cancelin'
Romancin', the stone
The Roc, the throne
The elegant celebration sent tremors through every nation
The stars aligned like cars at Grand Central Station
Elevation, yours truly
My duty and obligation, the newly appointed ruler
Who move with no observation like WD
Say my name on a record, W-W-3
I put you n***** in a box like the WB
Here's a footnote on The Blueprint: Whom's f*****' with we?
Yeah, bad grammar, widescreen panorama
Paranormal activities seen on the camera
Uh-huh, so if you want that turmoil
I'll Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, WorldStar
Rap Radar, Nah Right, 2dopeboy you
Your plans is foiled, your guns is borrowed
We livin' in tomorrow, a tissue for your sorrows
(A tissue for your sorrows, for your sorrows...)
Its hazards are hostile to us all. Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind, and its opportunity for peaceful cooperation many never come again. But why, some say, the moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic? Why does Rice play Texas?
We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills...
(Jay Electronica)
Uh-huh
My views aerial
Your crew inferior, my crew imperial
MC killers, milk and serial
Get it? Forget it
You'll still be connectin' the dots with smokin' holes in yo' fitted
Those that got it be all at the shows, throwin' fitteds
The light from the dynasty sign froze all the critics
And nary a soul got on they frog toes to ribbit
Shhh, 'twas the night before the coming
Sugarplum candy-coated lines for the dummies
Decoded hieroglyphics in the shrines for the mummies
We not Illuminati, but our eyes on the money
My mind's on the scripture
It's beautiful, I see every line on the picture
So when the leaves rustle and the c*** crows winter
Just know that the black gods mingled a bit
Then the fingers got p****ed, then the single got picked
Man, I'm livin' out my brain, I don't dream about s***
If I say dream, I meant dream, fresh, not Hampton
I got a date with destiny, I'm definitely not cancelin'
Romancin', the stone
The Roc, the throne
The elegant celebration sent tremors through every nation
The stars aligned like cars at Grand Central Station
Elevation, yours truly
My duty and obligation, the newly appointed ruler
Who move with no observation like WD
Say my name on a record, W-W-3
I put you n***** in a box like the WB
Here's a footnote on The Blueprint: Whom's f*****' with we?
Yeah, bad grammar, widescreen panorama
Paranormal activities seen on the camera
Uh-huh, so if you want that turmoil
I'll Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, WorldStar
Rap Radar, Nah Right, 2dopeboy you
Your plans is foiled, your guns is borrowed
We livin' in tomorrow, a tissue for your sorrows
(A tissue for your sorrows, for your sorrows...)