You can away my space ship You can away my space suit You can even take away my lasers But you can never, ever take away my game
I broke through the that's how I got free Jabba, back up, because no stopping me player, sample-tastic Flow's ekphrastic, I get
Hey, watch the plastic, yo, I name And leave you drowned in space Player of the future, me go Sith girls scream when they my flow
These alien reproduce with spores So, I go where no MC has gone Hey Fry, look, we can be friends I won't ask Leela out
Sci-fi, I try, I fly Shoot your landspeeder up just Bolo with Lars and what's with his name? Never mind that Ish I've got space game
Darth Maul stop me (I'm on tonight) Boba can't stop me I'm on tonight
can't stop me (I'm on tonight) player bowling up Like
Dr Smith stop me (I'm on tonight) Q stop me I'm on fire
Hal can't stop me I'm on fire Because got space game And it all right
In 2112, all the players on Everyone bumps Rush and 'Tom Sawyer' song I took the red and high fived Neo Hey, what should I sample? If it pick Dio
Yo Morpheus, look, you're a real punk But your friend Trinity has in the trunk And I'm Mars and she's from Venus She has and I have a light saber
'Cause I get more play Captain Kirk He found out and went like a jealous jerk But no puny death grip can paralyze me I said me up Scotty and then I got free
Princess Leia that my flows are tight So, I said I she can spend the night A long time ago in a far away MC Lars got some space age
T1000 stop me (I'm on tonight) Magneto can't me I'm on fire
Even Zod can't me (I'm on tonight) It's tight, even try to bite The style I incite
Mr Spock stop me (I'm on tonight) The Wrath of Khan can't me I'm on tonight
The Borg stop me (I'm on tonight) I've got space game And it all right
Yo, DJ Hal, that beat back I'm Lars, I'm afraid I can't do that So, can you do? I can play this awesome solo
This is futuristic, so hardcore Hey, TS Eliot, please the door modernism is so passe The revolution is here to stay
In the house because of Frank Lloyd Wright The bass goes "Boom" dynamite Yo, was a modernist, yeah, I know that, all right But you rhyme Bob Venturi with dynamite
See, it's Guernica Part II I storm the stage I draw fans like draws soup cans on the page Did I say Well, that was a lie I've been post-postmodern since high
Ezra Pound stop me (I'm on tonight) Virginia Wolfe stop me I'm on fire
Joseph can't stop me (I'm on tonight) I excite the modern Like a ray of
Kafka can't stop me (I'm on tonight) Wallace can't stop me I'm on fire
EE Cummings can't me (I'm on tonight) I've got postmodern And it feels all
Yes, I'm an Yes, I'm an Yes, I'm an I from outer space
Yes, I'm an Yes, I'm an Yes, I'm an I came to rock this