Satellite
Sandoz (Richard H. Kirk) Lyrics

And I guess it's my turn to shine
It's my time to be in the spotlight

The bright light I was starin' at turn lime
The light I was looking at changed from bright to greenish-yellow

And the green stuff turned to slime, and grime
The previously green material turned dirty and unpleasant

Everybody want to be your blood cousin When you're buzzing Fine, I give 'em my other line, another rhyme Word to mother, I'm goosed up
People want to associate with you when you're successful, so I'll give them more material to connect with me on. I'm excited and energized.

My two fucks in two cups Another double entendre She fell in that Bombay Now she tumble dry lingerie
I have my two alcoholic drinks. Here's another play on words. This girl got drunk on Bombay gin and fell into a laundry machine, drying her lingerie.

Chardonnay nothing but the bottle of emotion But the love potion when it sprays They just caught up in the days
Wine is just a bottle of emotions, but when love is in the air, people get caught up in it.

Let me show you how I feel these Jays The cheese stays high like Dr. J My flow is like land the boats, dock the planes Hand the dope but cop the chains For more fiends some antidote to stop the pain Now my stream, floods these streets They can't stop the reign
Let me demonstrate how well I can rap over these beats. My confidence is high like Dr. J's basketball skills. I'm steady and precise like a captain guiding ships and planes. I'll provide drugs but also chains for control. For those who need them, I have remedies to ease their suffering. My music is spreading and gaining momentum, and nothing can stop it.

All right I need them back
I need the fans' attention again

To blast, to blast me out of sight Like a satellite Vibe all night A satellite
I want the fans to enjoy my music loudly and for a long time, like a satellite orbiting the Earth, constantly broadcasting.

I take a day off Let the trees take some weight off My mental's just a fact, Bannon's got the instrumental
I'm taking a break and getting high on marijuana. My mind is relaxed and focused, and my producer Bannon has provided the beats.

I keep niggas on their toes So you got creases in your Forces My verses they're important, yo your verses they are boring I am not of this Earth bro I'm a satellite that's bound to fight But we're down to light, 'n light the fuck up
I keep people alert and attentive. Your shoes have creases from standing too long. My lyrics have significance, while yours are dull. I don't belong to this world, and I'm always ready to battle. But we're also ready to party and have fun.

As I roll the die Like my first drink was just the brink of a crooked eye But don't blame the ice for the I U KEL Oh God couldn't see past 'em If his name is puff pass, no derive Two dubs I got 40 on my hit list Just smoking drinks both the broken in-glass like old English Are you good bro? Is your eyes dilated from the kush 'n Nuvo? This new for the life Like a Nubian with the doobie cold eyes Better smell the coffee I'mma coughing That means I'm sick widdit, spit it out Kill it like airborne diseases Is this why the rap game is this easy? Like please eat your vegetables So I took a dose of the edible Ain't an overdose Already a rap monster fucking overload Hopping up on stepping stones So we making stepping stones Turn up that tichrome Be back to introduce This is Messiah and the eyes are hopeless Please open my divide eyes through the world flex
I'm taking a chance with each move, like when I took my first sip of alcohol. Don't blame your problems on external factors, it's your own fault. If someone's name is puff pass, they won't waste time on logic. I have a list of people I want to smoke and drink with. Are you feeling good? Did you smoke marijuana and drink Nuvo? This is all new to me, but it feels great. I cough when I smoke, but that's just because I'm really good at rapping. I'm killing it like a contagious disease. Is that why the rap game is so easy? It's like telling someone to eat their vegetables. I ate an edible dose of marijuana, but it's not too much. I'm already a master rapper, ready to take on anything. I'm taking small steps forward, one at a time. Turn up the music and be ready to party. Let me introduce you to my nickname Messiah, even though my eyes show no hope. Please open my eyes to the world and let me show my true potential.

This ship Don't this shit make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this shit To blast, to blast me out of sight like a satellite Don't this shit make my people wanna jump? No disrespect, ask my man for the pumps Don't this shit make my people wanna jump?
My music is like a ship, taking everyone on a wild ride. Doesn't it make you want to dance? No offense, but ask someone to give you some energetic shoes. The music makes me want to blast off like a satellite, and makes people jump. No offense, but ask someone to give you some energetic shoes.

Surround Sounder Come and hear the blunt-smoking philosopher Smoking with a joint to get you open like a chakra No time for the roster this rap game goes either way Let him lead the way And niggas will know who they need to play Freeing the ways to amplify the idiolect Saw nothing but shots since the project days Like I was eyin' the Tec Kept the eye in the text Make 'em see my eye in the Lex Giving my blood sweat and iron injecting selecting the soul Cause mind body and soul can't be reinstalled Special with the flow to make Niagara fall It's over for the systematic rapping robotics Crashing my logic These niggas hooked on hooks and Hooked on Phonics With hooked on phonics the pot could get em hooked on chronic Cause pain conditions from the page conditions Racing like Sonic inhaling the tonic They couldn't grade my brain in a college Themes behind it rob you for ya mind like thieves is behind it So we had to squeeze in knowledge To pile it when the green sees wallet Anything to let the green seize wallet Taking forever and a century with sentence speeds Like a penitentiary to build cell blocks to block your memory Catch me on the enemy's territory Telling terrorist story with a terror The Era ends with a good night story
Come and listen to me rap, while smoking marijuana. It will open your mind and help you focus. The rap game is unpredictable, and it's best to follow the leader. People will recognize who's worth listening to. I'm improving my vocabulary and making my own style. Since my early days of rap, all I see is competition. I'm always on the lookout, studying everything in front of me. I'm giving it my all, body and soul, but these things can't be replaced. My lyrics have the power to move mountains. The music industry can be too robotic and limiting. These rappers are too obsessed with catchy hooks and basic education. They could get addicted to smoking marijuana thanks to their easy-to-influence personalities. These themes in my music can steal your thoughts, like robbery. So I'm cramming as much knowledge as I can, and making money towards my own goals. Anything to make me financially secure. I'm rapping quickly and with precision, like I'm running a tight prison. I'm telling terrifying stories on the enemy's turf. My career will end with a good feeling.