Why so serious, you've all gone satellite
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Here I am I'm smoking hits
Clear the bong ghost rip
Hop slide dip switch
Flip rip drip drip
The Crickets in streets
Haven't eaten in a week
I'm rapping out a vacuum
So haters can't breathe
Silly blind mice
Tryna get in with my cheese
F*ckin with the bee
Get the stinger in yah knees
Chef cook a feast
Invited all the feral beasts
Sleeping on me
Get caught with a third degree
You tryna get a feature
Which it's no longer free
I'm tryna get some sleep
But my dreams got bleak
About to go Atom Bomb
Appearing outta napalm
Drama causing trauma
I'm smoking marijuana
Why so serious, you've all gone satellite
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Smoking on this flower
Has got me Venus Soaring
Put me in an orbit
Has got me terraforming
Gripping on my sword
One forty outta a Porsche
Knocking on the door
Then I spirit bomb the floor
Yo F*ck I'm mutated, a full augmentation
I'm fully creative, created formation
To start an invasion, let's start at the basin
I'm tryna evade all my evil temptations
Occasions like pages I burn em in rages
I go back to base, make full activation
My patience a raven that circles in waiting
I'll come from the sky that'll f*ck up your station
I know what it takes, I change up the pace
Let's open the case, I'm burning the steaks
I'm raising em up, I'm stacking my plate
So put it on me, and I'll carry the weight
Chef Mal - Satellite Lyrics
Chef Mal - Satellite Lyrics
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Why so serious, you've all gone satellite
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Here I am I'm smoking hits
Clear the bong ghost rip
Hop slide dip switch
Flip rip drip drip
The Crickets in streets
Haven't eaten in a week
I'm rapping out a vacuum
So haters can't breathe
Silly blind mice
Tryna get in with my cheese
F*ckin with the bee
Get the stinger in yah knees
Chef cook a feast
Invited all the feral beasts
Sleeping on me
Get caught with a third degree
You tryna get a feature
Which it's no longer free
I'm tryna get some sleep
But my dreams got bleak
About to go Atom Bomb
Appearing outta napalm
Drama causing trauma
I'm smoking marijuana
Why so serious, you've all gone satellite
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Smoking on this flower
Has got me Venus Soaring
Put me in an orbit
Has got me terraforming
Gripping on my sword
One forty outta a Porsche
Knocking on the door
Then I spirit bomb the floor
Yo F*ck I'm mutated, a full augmentation
I'm fully creative, created formation
To start an invasion, let's start at the basin
I'm tryna evade all my evil temptations
Occasions like pages I burn em in rages
I go back to base, make full activation
My patience a raven that circles in waiting
I'll come from the sky that'll f*ck up your station
I know what it takes, I change up the pace
Let's open the case, I'm burning the steaks
I'm raising em up, I'm stacking my plate
So put it on me, and I'll carry the weight
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Here I am I'm smoking hits
Clear the bong ghost rip
Hop slide dip switch
Flip rip drip drip
The Crickets in streets
Haven't eaten in a week
I'm rapping out a vacuum
So haters can't breathe
Silly blind mice
Tryna get in with my cheese
F*ckin with the bee
Get the stinger in yah knees
Chef cook a feast
Invited all the feral beasts
Sleeping on me
Get caught with a third degree
You tryna get a feature
Which it's no longer free
I'm tryna get some sleep
But my dreams got bleak
About to go Atom Bomb
Appearing outta napalm
Drama causing trauma
I'm smoking marijuana
Why so serious, you've all gone satellite
Looking for attention, gonna get that shark bite
Start up a bar fight, Welcome to my dark side
Everything I do I got a dime in my pipe
I'm writing all these songs
But I can't record em fast enough
I'm stacking up my notebooks
With crook lines an dope hooks
I'm dripping with a fashion
I'm coming from a brook
I'm rapping all these words
Like I'm coming out a book
Smoking on this flower
Has got me Venus Soaring
Put me in an orbit
Has got me terraforming
Gripping on my sword
One forty outta a Porsche
Knocking on the door
Then I spirit bomb the floor
Yo F*ck I'm mutated, a full augmentation
I'm fully creative, created formation
To start an invasion, let's start at the basin
I'm tryna evade all my evil temptations
Occasions like pages I burn em in rages
I go back to base, make full activation
My patience a raven that circles in waiting
I'll come from the sky that'll f*ck up your station
I know what it takes, I change up the pace
Let's open the case, I'm burning the steaks
I'm raising em up, I'm stacking my plate
So put it on me, and I'll carry the weight
Writer: Malachai Hilt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid