Jupiter’s Journey

Album cover art for "Jupiter’s Journey" by Freestyle Fellowship

Freestyle Fellowship - Rap, Abstract Rap

Jupiter’s Journey

2 Plays

Duration: 4:18

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: Self Jupiter] Buckle ya seat belts Ya in for the ride of a life time Ya mind we incline A taste, in case of sudden malfunction Suction, caution Embrace ya melon and ya buckle Constrict ya gut muscles to scream Ya comet vomit Ya love it varmint, plummet, atomic Drop, plop, plop Fizz, fizz To what a relief it is It pops, erupts, therox A lots a lots a lots of their flops We rock the ruff? Peep, critic, peep Ya people leap outta ya sockets Pockets reap ya soul Low, whoa, we see, oh no I'm styling, get on children Ride my rainbow flow Robo blow-cell I hope you soak swell Fail, hell I should of been a mathematician, technician Skipping heck, wrecking beats 3 second intermission [Verse 2: Self Jupiter] Let's roller-skate Better yet roller coast Have you yet experienced fear and stared at death Hear, hear I hear, I fear no one, nowhere, no place We share the same air Prepare yourself to die by suffocation Suffer the consequences Sense's since sensation's Sequences frequent Delinquent mind-link Cause I'm linked with the God [Chorus] Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship [Verse 3: Self Jupiter] Soaking and poking in a liquidized substance I'm done if I drown Look around in the court Is a thatch and a hatch There's a light but I might sit And ponder a while I'm under a pile Of pressure What sounds like I'm over a turnpike Yikes' Geronimo Look out below Plummeting fast No more pain and laugh Life's a game I've past And ask questions I don't have all the answers, kid But if you wish upon a star So bright at night You might find a dime For every thought shine I'm under ya pillow case And if I could feel her face I maybe I'm done, ace Embrace In case a little bass with a little tweeter And mid range, twe-tweeter And just in case he tweaks and peeks, then push Then bumrush the bleachers And everything is peaches and cream I mention a fiend, a guillotine You could've been a teen But you should of seen Behind the scenes A mind is a terrible thing, to face So face the horrible, torrible Incredible Hulk of harmony I'm melody I stalk when I lurk And I talk with a slang And I lurk in my brain like a runaway train Or a shut away vein Or a moved away aim On a stoke not a game Don't provoke it's a hint Remain the same the money I spent From the heavens avast, angels were sent Watching over every brother and sister, mother repent I should'ad went when the wind blowed And owed my soul to the resurrection behold And unfold perfection In any given direction That's many adolescence Many see innocent convalescence A lot of conversations with the sense of mothballs A call upon the messiah Always try'er to nigh a liar [Chorus] Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship Come ride the friendly styles of the Freestyle Fellowship [Verse 4: Self Jupiter] This is the only practical revealing guide To hidden vaults in secret vices Mics get psychic Crisis, run ya license For giving advises sister, sister Kiss the crystal ball, a blister, blister Where's your personality mister, mister Ya miss the whole picture So get yourself another view And carried it with you I think of the feature, fetch a, fit ya light bulb Click of the switch it might blow With ya fro, send me a picture When you're right, bro Ya outta sight, dynamite And I might flow A slight glow Behold I walk upon the snow Bold, cold Who know's how far I walk Slow soul, with pole To get a fish, but what did he accomplish Within this passage Now, I don't know

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Credits

Writers
  • Mathmattiks
  • Self Jupiter