Takeoff Lyrics - Love And Hate - Aceyalone

In front of the mic, behind the limelight 

A star so bright shines refined advancement 

Dance with the last man on the face of the earth 

Who did the electric slide over the verse 

Hands held high, connect the antennas 

Do or die when we fly, face the grimace 

Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast Eddie 

Drop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em 

Put the Blowed on 'em, roll on 'em 

Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, over me 

Outwardly, inwardly, openly, awkwardly 

Happily, dastardly, tragedy and casualty 

Same story same flight 

Where they put yo' body same strip same spite, same endin' 

Same car, same endin', same tension brewin' 

Give me the steel, what the fuck is you doin'? 

You done enough it's not enough, act two 

I'm runnin' up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to crack you 

Nonchalant, idiots about no comp 

Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the pies 

Kick the box, light these M-80's 

Ladies grab your babies, run for safety 

I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand here 

You have no idea of what the fuck'S about to land here 

Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhem 

Hold up, god damn, it's just a party 

Dirty red carpet and you walk by me wobbly 

Obviously, oblivious, frontin' snobby 

Heat to the Mojave, heat to the robbery 

Beat, to the rhymin', each, brother probably 

Taxpayers killer the mayor, and the senator 

Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a minister 

Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill 

The hills are on FIRE, it started in the fields 

Smoke inhalation, no ventilation 

No fire station, no assimilation 

Minus the heroes and plaques memorial sites 

Become burial sites, from high aerial flights 

Hover over David Blaine, I'm here to save the game 

Fifty-two pick-up witcha brain 

Alone lies the man on the track 

Lonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin' forwards 

Fallin' face flat, still spittin at you 

Still gettin' at you, they're all laughin' at you 

My greatest gift of all was the ability to fall 

Get back up and fall, get back up and fall 

Get back up and fall and crawl and get back up and brawl 

And make 'em lick the balls 

Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it 

Pull your arm outta socket, reachin' for the cockpit 

Rock shit, roll shit, control shit 

Hold shit down 'til we slow on some old shit 

I'll stick the pin in your neck just to earn respect 

Stuff the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it out 

Or write it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm about 

Run the route, bring water to the drought 

When all else fails on the trails of love 

Hate becomes judged, happiness won't budge 

Wickedness does just as wickedness does 

And I'm just gettin' above, I'm sayin' it just because I can 

Just because I am a man 

With the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks embedded 

But God's hands, grip tight, and don't forget it 

The evil in your heart is, misery's home 

Where ugly is bred and grown, I refuse 

I defuse the bomb but just for a moment 

And like out of nowhere comes yo' worst opponent 

The first ones on it, the last to leave 

All my, trash is treasure, that's how it's perceived 

At the end of my spin when the heights achieved 

I'ma leave with a bang like how I was conceived 

There's thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeve 

But no, fuck that!