Sonnyjim – Flying To The Moon Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- If this is armageddon Im a don I never put a fucking foot wrong
- I step into a cypher spot the shook ones
- I was born on doomsday left alone for a few days
- Now I got it covered like the mask on MF Doom's face
- We grew up in them neighborhoods where crack's sold cocaine is cooked
- I'm from Edgbaston, Kings Heath and Ladywood
- It's all real pussy what part you think we're making up?
- Come to Birmingham and take a look we never fake the funk
- We ten deep in the lab, Kela got the beats that crack
- They call me SONNYJIM I'm old school like Betamax
- I got it locked like accounts in Swiss Geneva banks
- I travelled cross the country Champion hoodie is my sleeping bag
- Weather its Brooklyn or Birmz, hook or a verse I put in the work
- Pray to god it gets the push it deserves
- I played with fire son I could have got burned
- Would have made the same mistake twice fuck it I still wouldn't have learned
- I got one foot in the grave and one foot in the dirt
- My cuz licked one breh with a bottle and he's looking at bird
- His moms is tellin me the news and him lookin at her
- Like fuck it; it could have been worse
- My ends are crazy on a day to day basis im faced with facist racists
- Who dont disguise their hatred for blacks and asians
- Still im waiting for the day that I get famous
- No airs and graces I throw a curve ball in your equation
Hook
- Million dollar Kelakovski is flying to the moon
- The human hard drive is flying to the moon
- The bearded wonda is flying to the moon
- EATGOOD Ambassador is flying to the moon
- My boy Eibilon is flying to the moon
- Billy Brimstone's flying to the moon
- Jabba the Kut is flying to the moon
- My names SONNYJIM and im flying to the moon
Verse 2
- Don't mistake me for no famous rapper
- Cos round here famous rappers get boxed in the face and robbed for their chain
- What happened to working hard?
- The media says to be a legitimate rapper you need to be on a murder charge
- Spit venom boy the poisons deadly
- One word and watch your boy get burried get his head squashed like a boysenberry
- Banging on a steel drum
- When I spit my rhyming sounds like im firing rounds from a sub machine gun
- I'm back with that hardcore rap shit, that smoke the whole bag shit
- "These rappers keep bitin like bull mastiffs!"
- You get your wiggy pulled backwards
- I released an indie classic I'm free to roam on different tangents
- I break a backwood, empty out a bag of cheese
- I'm back with my Blackberry Hennessy and tobacco leaf
- The braggadocious, Im back off my magnum opus
- The crowning moment, adventures of a cassanova
- She fly to the moon and back, make me feel like superman
- And I'm a feind for coming back like a boomerang
- We up close and personal, I don't rehearse at all
- I work this broad burning draws with the curtains drawn
- Mind your beezewax, I work with whom I like im strictly freelance
- Im in a foreign country selling weed bags, 30 euros 3 grams
- Whistling the theives theme
- I long for a short break, a sea breeze a clean beach
- Imaginations limitless, im not limited to cirriculum
- Homie im firing on all cylinders
- I let my mind wonder free, suddenly it comes to me
- Im still hungry and these rappers are looking like lunch to me
- This industry is not what its used to be
- If I released my record ten years ago these nerds would have been glued to me
- Instead my fanbase is made up of rappers in the same damn rat race pressing ad campaigns
- Depressing but we roll heavy handed, and bury ten a penny rappers like old geriatrics
- You fools got your yoots acting stupid
- I'm trying to make my money back off music
- I gotta to put my back into it
[Cuts to fade]