Hail Mary - Outerspace

Uh, we in Seattle wit the Mag the Knife and the Pharaohs

We loaded wit double barrels and all the cipher &apparel

We banging the Lost Battles and everything is a gamble

'Sour Diesel’that raw purico wrapped from the gravel

We travel 'A Vicious Cycle’from Illadel to the Eiffel

My wife will walk wit a rifle, if I ask she’ll snipe you

Best believe the shit on my sleeve repping what I’m here for

Therefore my arm extends to who I’m here for

I’m still raw still spitting and working hard

Like King Syze walking thru them 'Labor Union’doors

Its real, conceal a weapon till the day of the election

When Bush gon’it’s on I’m licking at his direction

Spitting it to perfection, my ghetto report card A plus

Lay plush, new Chuckers laced up gritty

Shitty Saturdays, jewels look like Gamma rays

I’m Bobby Knight wit a mic in his Indiana days

Atlanta Braves tomahawking your parade

I fuck wit Phillies, watch you silly nigga

Watch what you say (I smack the shit out you)

We ducktaping whoeva the fuck hating

We leaving no prisoners, I’ma sin this to Son sacred

(Chorus) Planetary 2x

Hail Mary full of grace

Praise that the Lord be wit us when we walking thru space

Bless it, are those who rose to step in our face

We gotta get 'em, I hope they in a betta place, got 'em

Nah, y’all ain’t hear me on Gun Ballad or Black Christmas

Or Bloody Tears, I was busy handling my bizness

Me and Planet the same but we a lil different

Back in the booth like we left something missing

Back wit the truth I pray to God you niggas listening

Stack to the roof like pyramids but ain’t Egyptian

Use the mic as a brush to paint this diction

They gotta quarantine the lab they say we sickening

Music is like cook raw we blazed the kitchen

We got love worldwide amazing isn’t it?

We Blood Brothers from another father, another mother

Rhyme guzzlers son touch us and ain’t no one above us Who put in work like us and who the fuck can judge us We change it up a bit don’t understand what’s all the fussing

We make it happen;

we persevered thru all the weather

We Puerto Ricans so we accustomed to do whateva it takes

We stand firm, we stay together

OuterSpace that set in stone and remains foreva

QD for life, for worst, for betta

I got a hunger for blood and I thirst for chedda

(Chorus) Planetary 2x