Tools of the Game (Interlude) (feat. Wallo267)

Spaceships on the Blade, man
I'm talkin' 'bout, man, the scene was unimaginable, man
You had to be there to see this shit to understand it to truly believe it, man
But, uh, we gon' do our best
To try to, uh, decorate your-, your mind
With some extraordinary shit, man

It was like, uh, Miss America mixed with the-, the Olympics
It was trackstars everywhere
I'm talkin' 'bout gold medalists
You just had to see the spaceships, man
At one moment I thought I was in Mars somewhere, I didn't-
I thought I was in outer space
I didn't even know where I was at
It just was like out of no where, man
Larry, man

He got up out of a spaceship, man, and it was just like
He had his wrist decorated in a, in a manner like
You probably never witnessed before
I'm talkin' 'bout it-, it was unimaginable, man
I'm just telling you, man, and a-
When he got up, man, you know
He got up out of that machinery and it was like
All the trackstars just like
They was all over him, man

I'm talkin' 'bout, man, it was like he was the last nigga on Earth
Aw, man, they gon' be talkin' 'bout this for years, man
Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome y'all
Spaceships on the Blade
(Blade, blade, blade, blade...)



Credits
Writer(s): Larry Eugene Hendricks Iii
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