Chef Mal - Intergalactic Lyrics

Mixing up my instrumentals
Man I need some newer samples
Working on myself, mental
Physical and elemental
Winning on my mind
Man my mind is on music
Amusing with my entertainment
Til I'm turning up the planet

I'm feeling kinda risky, think I risk it for the biscuit
Skin color cracker, salt and pepper on my triscuits
Missing on my mission like I miss the sack while blitzing
I'm coming with intention take my title back ambition

I'm looking for the positives I swear I'm done with dissin
Listen for the engine chef is fired off his pistons
Squeezing all these lemons get it sour with the kickin
Moving side to side Malachai is in position

The beat make a mahfukka man kinda famous
I'm f*ckin up the game so I think I pay retainers
They calling out my majors like they want me be the mayor
Lasers out my face will leave you shocked up like a taser

Chef be dripping like he rolled up in some Cajun
Pile up the spines while I rip up out the pages
Flicking off the lights shut this bitch down in phases
Immolation super sayian my team is so amazing

Started as a young one, I got gassed up
Silly f*ckin white boy, tryna act tough
Runnin up my tab, I'm living in the cut
Pack up my bags, im trippin off the drugs

Waving through the fog, take a sip up off the potion
Attitude is dry, please apply you some lotion
Agent with a shield, bitch call me Phil Coulson
Pulling out these words, mahhhfukkka gone boasting

Knight at the table and I'm giving out my toast
Knife and a ladle man I'm serving up a flow
I got up on a plane bro I f*cked calling home
I'll blow it up from distance like mahfukkin drone

Stacking up my weight, I'm just tryna eat the plate
Yo Bitch I ball hard till I'm face up in a grave
Just pass me the drank and I'll end up in yah lane
Just a pass me the dro know we got the best in Maine

Catch me on the wave it's getting wet up in this room
I'm surfing with the flow get it close up with a zoom
Imma end up on moon being rude with this attitude
Inter-gal-at-Tic god damn just gimmie food

The more that we are centered then the more we will flourish
Tortured like the soldiers that fighting all our wars
I made this whole song and I threw up out the chorus
Broke it with an uppercut I kicked with Chuck Norris

Alone with my mind man my mind messed up
I think it over heated from the words I cooked up
Stressed to the Max, I need me to relax
Just pay me with listens an that'll be my tax

Ego so big, so I think I am a master
Peeling off the paint, spackle and plaster
I'll reap what I sow bitch I'm driving the tractor
Take you a bite and get a taste of the cracker

Turn it up then roll it up, I wanna keep on burning up
I'm burning up in orbit, believe I'm never giving up
Incineration overheat and turn this beat to dust
I'm lost up in my mind I'm the only one I can trust