Taking Off
Clipping Lyrics


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Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably be the nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should probably figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of all the people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damn mean
And if they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rubbers and robbing prisons for taxes
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably get just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You're drowning in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
And unspoken, and human urge, and unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
The thought stirs and murders the motherfucker quicker than not

It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block it hot
Taking off, ya

Get fly baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That [?] for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Doesn't [?] a pound of who can rap
And a pound of who can ball
And the rest of ya'll
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Treyvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in

It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out




These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

Overall Meaning

The song "Taking Off" by Clipping is a commentary on the harsh realities of life in a ghetto and the desperate measures people take to make ends meet. The lyrics detail the life of a killer who sees killing as a job, one that pays well and allows him to be outside instead of working a nine-to-five job. He does not feel remorse and has to keep pushing through the blood and gunning down of people he knew and loved. Throughout the song, the artist brings up various images of violence in the ghetto, such as bombs over Baghdad and bumping of a Black Flag, to illustrate the highly charged and dangerous environment.


The chorus of the song is built around the concept of a rocket taking off, a metaphor for the singer's explosive lifestyle. The artist suggests that this way of life is unsustainable, and in the long run, the fuse is too short. The party in the sky is a reference to the gangsters riding rockets to the afterlife, suggesting that the likely outcome of this type of life is death.


The song is filled with vivid imagery and descriptions of the gritty realities of life in the ghetto. Clipping provides a powerful commentary on the idea that life in such areas can be both hard and dangerous, and the lengths that people will go to try and improve their lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Wearing a ski mask and using an untraceable cell phone


Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
Having a powerful and intimidating weapon


This one is not to be tested
This situation should not be challenged


Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Unless you have a firearm for self-defense


Quick at your disposal if not
Ready to use when needed


Better to head back home
It's safer to retreat and avoid trouble


This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Engaging in criminal activities is a norm if you consider murder as a profession


Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who needs to get off
Earning money through illegal means, such as smuggling contraband to prisoners in exchange for payment


Plus it'll probably be the nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
Engaging in crime offers a more exciting and flexible lifestyle than a regular office job


And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should probably figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
Survival in a dangerous environment requires suppressing any feelings of guilt or remorse


All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Constant violence and chaos in the surroundings


Right in the backyard no service no draft
Living in an area where there is no protection or support


No reason to go out
There is no motivation to leave the comfort zone


But it's no reason to stay in
However, staying idle is not the solution either


When the roaches are all raiding
When the neighborhood is filled with pests and criminals


And your neighbors bumping Black Flag
Your neighbors are rebellious and confrontational


Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Feeling exhausted with the current lifestyle but not yet willing to face the consequences of change


Cause he isn't notorious yet
Because he hasn't gained a reputation for his actions


Everyone wants to be somebody known for doing something people call glorious, yes
Everyone desires to be recognized for their deeds, even if they are deemed immoral


So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of all the people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
Persisting in criminal activities and sacrificing relationships until it becomes too late to change


And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind
The repetitive thoughts or messages playing in one's mind, possibly related to the desire for wealth


It's action
The situation requires immediate action


No time for your planning
No time to strategize or make elaborate plans


The lifespan like this fuse is too short
Life is short and can end abruptly, just like a short fuse


That rocket is taking off
The situation is escalating quickly and intensifying


Party in the sky
A celebration or excitement happening above


Thug mansion was real as it turns out
The idea of a luxurious and extravagant lifestyle for criminals was actually true


These gangstas ride rockets
These criminals are involved in rapid and explosive activities


Meet up in the parking lot
Gathering in a specified area, often for illegal purposes


Taking off, sparking up
Starting a new endeavor or igniting a controversial situation


Do that shit again
Repeating the same actions or behaviors


Pass it to a friend
Sharing something, usually drugs or illegal items, with another person


Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Having a luxury vehicle, symbolizing power and success, in a designated area


Spark a lot
Generously create excitement or ignite controversy


Take it off
Remove inhibitions or constraints and take risks


Always chill up in the parking lot
Frequently spending time in the same location, engaging in illicit activities


When the block it hot
When the neighborhood or area is heavily monitored or dangerous


Get fly baby, they die regular
Being stylish and impressive while others face ordinary and predictable deaths


Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
Avoiding the gradual decline and decay of life on a symbolic or physical level


The devil is a meddling motherfucker
Evil influences and temptations disrupt and interfere with one's life


That [?] for all these fucking guns
Society's demand for firearms leading to the prevalence of weapons


You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Engaging in violence and conflict even within one's own family


Blowing the score
Escalating the intensity and magnitude of criminal activities


Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Involved in the illegal trade and distribution of firearms on a large scale


Bust the block, show stop
Dominating and controlling the neighborhood, stealing attention and admiration


Mustard to mayonnaise
Changing one dangerous situation to another without improvement


Make the cars hop scotch
Causing chaos and disruption, making vehicles behave erratically


Soda, pop, cap
Using drugs, especially prescription pills or capsules


Doesn't [?] a pound of who can rap
The quality of one's skills or abilities is not measured by their ability to rap


And a pound of who can ball
One's worth or value is not determined solely by their athletic ability


And the rest of ya'll
This applies to everyone else


Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Entering a dangerous and hostile environment where conflict is constant


Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
Entering a neighborhood where danger and violence are prevalent, requiring caution


For the patron saint Treyvon and bring out your dead
Honoring the memory of someone, possibly a victim of racial violence, and paying respects to the deceased


Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
Signaling danger or distress in a situation overwhelmed by chaos and noise


And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in
The intensity of the music is overpowering and prevents any other sounds from being heard




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Fintage House Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ADELE MARGARET ANDERSON, DILLIE KEANE, MARILYN CUTTS

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Timestamps with correct lyrics for practicing (good luck!)

0:00

0:12
Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
0:24
This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably be the nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should probably figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
0:37
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
0:49
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of all the people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

1:01
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

1:26
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damn mean
And if they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
1:37
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
1:50
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rappers and robbing prisons for taxes
2:02
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably it is just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You drown in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
Unspoken, inhuman, an urge unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
As the thought murders the motherfucker quicker than not

2:15
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

(Music)

3:04
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block it hot
Taking off, ya

3:29
Get fly baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the metals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
3:37
Pedalling pellets for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Doesn't with a cousin a partner who can rap
And a partner who can ball
And the rest of ya'll
3:46
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Treyvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't hear the shouting

3:53
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off
4:18
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

(If you made it this far, congratulations!)



Jaiden

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business, the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably beat a nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damned meaning
If they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rubbers and robbing prisons for taxes
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably get just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You're drowning in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
And unspoken, and human urge, and unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
The thought stirs and murders the motherfucker quicker than not
[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Bridge]
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, spark it up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Take it off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block is hot
Taking off, yup
[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
Get fly, baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the medals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Dozen for the cousin and the partner who can rap
And the partner who can ball, and the rest of y'all
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Trayvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off



California Uber and Lyft Mom

Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business, the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably beat a nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damned meaning
If they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rubbers and robbing prisons for taxes
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably get just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You're drowning in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
And unspoken, and human urge, and unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
The thought stirs and murders the motherfucker quicker than not

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Bridge]
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, spark it up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Take it off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block is hot
Taking off, yup

[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
Get fly, baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the medals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Dozen for the cousin and the partner who can rap
And the partner who can ball, and the rest of y'all
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Trayvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off



Holly Jolly Productions

Lyrics (from Genius.com):

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business, the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably beat a nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs]
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damned meaning
If they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rubbers and robbing prisons for taxes
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably get just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You're drowning in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
And unspoken, and human urge, and unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
The thought stirs and murders the motherfucker quicker than not

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

[Bridge]
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, spark it up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Take it off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block is hot
Taking off, yup

[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]
Get fly, baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the medals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Dozen for the cousin and the partner who can rap
And the partner who can ball, and the rest of y'all
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Trayvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in

[Hook]
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off



Cole Emmanuel

Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when is coming from behind prison walls for someone who needs to get off
Plus it'll probably beat a nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sittin at a desk and makin calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all

All day long it is BOMBS OVER BAGDAD
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out but its no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding and your neighbors bumping Black Flag

Tired of livin like this but not ready to die cuz he isnt notorious yet
Everyone wants to be someone known for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keeps it pushing through the blood and the gunnin down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumpin on the walkman in the pocket probably somethin thats synonymous to money on the mind
Its action



Katherine McGarry

NOT MINE

0:12
Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home

0:24
This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it probably be the nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all

0:37
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag

0:49
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody known for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep on pushing it through the blood and all the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

1:01
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

1:26
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damn mean
And if they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?

1:37
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya

1:50
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rappers and robbing prisons for taxes

2:02
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably it is just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You drown in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
Unspoken, inhuman, an urge unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
As the thought murders the motherfucker quicker than not

2:15
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

(Music)

3:04
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block its hot
Taking off, ya

3:29
Get fly baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the metals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score

3:37
Pedalling pellets for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Doesn't with a cousin a partner who can rap
And a partner who can ball
And the rest of ya'll

3:46
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Treyvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't hear the shouting

3:53
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

4:18
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off



D. Estevez

Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
This is the business, the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably beat a nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damned meaning
If they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rubbers and robbing prisons for taxes
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably get just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You're drowning in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
And unspoken, and human urge, and unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
The thought stirs and murders the motherfucker quicker than not

Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, spark it up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Take it off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block is hot
Taking off, yup

Get fly, baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the medals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
Pedalling pedals for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Dozen for the cousin and the partner who can rap
And the partner who can ball, and the rest of y'all
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Trayvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't get a shout in



All comments from YouTube:

AgentBankrupt

Timestamps with correct lyrics for practicing (good luck!)

0:00

0:12
Ski mask on with a burner cell phone
Desert Eagle 50 cal. imprint on the backbone
This one is not to be tested
Unless you got Smith and Wesson
Quick at your disposal if not
Better to head back home
0:24
This is the business the uniform isn't unusual if you make killing a job
Money is good when it's coming from behind prison walls for someone who need to get off
Plus it'll probably be the nine to five and there is time to be outside instead of sitting at a desk and making calls
And for anyone to stay alive up in the jungle you should probably figure out a way to carry no remorse at all
0:37
All day long it is bombs over Baghdad
Right in the backyard no service no draft
No reason to go out
But it's no reason to stay in
When the roaches are all raiding
And your neighbours bumping Black Flag
0:49
Tired of living like this but not ready to die
Cause he isn't notorious yet
Everyone wants to be somebody know for doing something people call glorious, yes
So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of all the people that he knew and loved to just run out of time
And the mantra that is bumping on the Walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind

1:01
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

1:26
What is in the mind of a motherfucking killer when he chillin' on the porch with his daughter in his lap, peace
That man just doing his job fam
No demons for the damn mean
And if they live in hell
They can't bring it to you, you see?
1:37
What's a goon to a goblin?
Essentially, living in the ghetto cause the rent is cheap
And the cost of living is the life you living
And the life you living is the nicest giving
That you ice the living
That they cry for more of that good poison
That hood oil
That cash cow need cash now
Just add water and back off of what momma taught ya
1:50
Parents just don't understand, apparently always talking to Jesus, please
The only God here is the Jesus piece they rocking like hipsters rock Jeezy tees, ironic
Don't you think? Or don't you think about it?
Stop all the thinking, instincts is how you kill a giant
They might stocking up rappers and robbing prisons for taxes
2:02
Death and that shit
Everyone trying to be the king of this landfill
Probably it is just a hill of bodies, you stand still, you cancelled
So no settling down, they hit the pedal
The pen, and then pawn your metal
You drown in exhaustion
And lost in the smoke is a chokin'
Unspoken, inhuman, an urge unprovoked
It is all good with professional posture
As the thought murders the motherfucker quicker than not

2:15
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

(Music)

3:04
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Do that shit again
Meet up in the parking lot
Taking off, sparking up
Pass it to a friend
Got the spaceship in the parking lot
Spark a lot
Take it off
Do that shit again
Always chill up in the parking lot
When the block it hot
Taking off, ya

3:29
Get fly baby, they die regular
Don't want to just deteriorate on a cellular level
The devil is a meddling motherfucker
That be the metals for all these fucking guns
You can bust into uncles and nieces and cousins going to war
Blowing the score
3:37
Pedalling pellets for more guns than a Scorsese blockbuster
Bust the block, show stop
Mustard to mayonnaise
Make the cars hop scotch
Soda, pop, cap
Doesn't with a cousin a partner who can rap
And a partner who can ball
And the rest of ya'll
3:46
Welcome to the trap get ready for war
Welcome to the hood go and cover your head
For the patron saint Treyvon and bring out your dead
Ring the alarm under the sound is drowning
And the beat it banging so hard that you can't hear the shouting

3:53
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off
4:18
It's action
No time for your planning
The lifespan like this fuse is too short
That rocket is taking off
Taking off, taking off, it's taking off
Party in the sky
Thug mansion was real as it turns out
These gangstas ride rockets
They taking off, taking off, taking off, they taking off

(If you made it this far, congratulations!)

Theresa Francis

Guns and ships rapped in Hamilton by Daveed Diggs has 6.3 words per second, a Broadway record.The line in taking off:'So he keep it pushing through the blood and the gunning down of people that he knew and loved to just run out of time and the mantra that is bumping on the walkman in the pocket probably something that's synonymous to money on the mind.'Has 49 words, which divided by five (the seconds he raps for) is 9.8 (you can round that to ten if you want).So this verse is rapped at 9.8 words per second. Basically, this is way faster than guns and ships. 9.8 - 6.3 = 3.5So there's an added three and a half words per second here.

TheBlkformers

Theresa Francis thas faster than eminem

twixx_left

I'm able to sing the "there would a been nothing left to do for someone less estute" part of Alexander Hamilton at 2x speed. It doesnt seem like that would be very fast but trust me just listen to it

Too Much Sascha

As a major hip hop fan, fuck "Words per minute" it's stupid to break down an art form into a fucking math statistic.

Mihai Strickland

@Too Much Sascha ???? it's just measuring how fast he's rapping. Yes it's an art form but how else can you comprehend how insane it is without doing a simple division? you failed at math in school or something? nobody is "breaking down an art form" or trivializing it as if that's the only thing about it. of course there's the lyricism and flow and this is just one part of the beauty of "art."

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Sean Linderman

I listened to this on a plane while they gave safety instructions before we took off, it was eerie. 

Roll0112358

"Party in the sky."

munchieking

Sean Linderman I'm getting on a plane for the first time in April and I will for sure be doing this

Kristian282

@munchieking How did it go?

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