Lift Off

Felix (Paris Texas), Louie Pastel, Dilip, Moises Estrada

[Intro: Louie Pastel]
In the distant future baby
The sun is whoopin everybody’s ass
Earth finally threw in the towel
It’s finally going down
And by down I mean up on Mars
Women and children not guaranteed on this boat
Unless you can buy yo way off this mothafucka that is

[Verse 1: Louie Pastel & Felix]
Going up, stacking up
Fuck the moon, earth doomed
Earth two, on the fourth rock
Bitch lip lock, with your old life
Kiss it goodbye, had a good time
Get a suit and tie, for the funeral
Are you gonna roll, or stay for the show?
I’m getting out of here, I had enough of here

[Chorus: Louie Pastel]
Lift off
Come on baby
Lift off
Let’s go baby
Lift off
Come on baby
Lift off
Let’s go baby
Lift off
Come on baby
Lift off
Let’s get outta here
Let’s get outta here
Let's get outta here

[Verse 2: Felix]
This world’s falling off it's axis (Axis)
Wanna leave but they’ll deny us access (Access)
They can sense the hood in my accent (Accent)
Came too fast for reactions, huh
Reality hits, now you're pregnant, huh
If I could picture everything that happens
I wouldn't be the one bent over backwards (Backwards)
Tryna find out who contorts the captions (Captions)
Of course this would happen
Run for cover, this a campaign that we havin’
Votes all in, no debating a classic
Fight for your life, who the ref in these matches?
Never stood a chance so we sit on our asses
Got us goin’ out in a similar fashion
Tryna face the truth but you want us to mask it
So burnt out, turn this bitch to a matchstick
Eeeuugghh

[Chorus: Louie Pastel]
Lift off (9...)
Come on baby
Lift off (8...)
Let’s go baby
Lift off (7...)
Come on baby
Lift off (6...)
Let’s go baby
Lift off (5...)
Come on baby
Lift off (4...)
Let’s get outta here (3...)
Let’s get outta here (2...)
Let's get outta here (1!)

[Outro: Louie Pastel]
Ain't right, something ain't right
I rule, running outta rules
Let's go somewhere they'll like
Become someone they're like
Well, bitch, I know you–
Bitch, I– (Ain't right, something ain't right)
Well, bitch, I know you–
Well, bitch, I know you–
Bitch, I– (I rule, running outta rules)
Well, bitch, I know you–
Well, bitch, I know you–
Bitch, I– (Let's go somewhere they'll like)
Well, bitch, I know you–
Well, bitch, I– bitch, I– bitch, I– (Become someone they're like)
Bitch, I– bitch, I– bitch, I– bitch, I–
Bitch, I–

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