burning stuff / fly me to the moon

fly me to the moon

let me play amongst the stars

let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars

in other words

please be true

in other words

i love you

yes

soon i'll be shooting the stars like a dude in the car who refuses to ask

everybody dance now

start moving your arse

i'll make my mark over mars but i'm not dutch

beneath the stars i'm key but i'm not hutch

i'm cool

yeah i'm with it

sitting on the clouds you'd be more than with it

i'm wicked

been on the ground since brith

but that's not my philosophy

people say i'm down to earth but

well

that's the last place i wanna be

i want wings

i want jet packs

gravitys abit of a set-back

eff-that fly away like kravits

hit the bass

hit the plantes

fly me to the moon

let me play amongst the stars

let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars

in other words

please be true

in other words

i love you

yes

let's get down to rizz-ness

don't other rappers get bored of shou-ting

i use my nozzle

now i'm being booked on moron mountain?

i'm setting the pace man

man waste man

i'm an original i make fans

my jobs to bake brown geeze

now i chill with stars

like space jam

and my names is jordan

but my claimed to fame isn't ballin'

while i'll raise my tapes and recording

step on the stage and the place starts calling

rizzle

kicks

rizzle

kicks

yeah we get astronomical reception

so rizzle

kicks

sikk? ermm

rhetorical question

fly me to the moon

let me play amongst the stars

let me see what spring is like on jupiter and mars

in other words

please be true

in other words

i love you