Galactica Tapes lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
Uh (Uh)
Yeah (Yeah)
Aye (aye)
Yuh (yuh)

[Verse]
This the sh*t I work for and dream 'bout
Uncharted territory, couldn't keep out
Yeah this the sh*t I always used to read 'bout
A Ghost Town at Sundown, it's like the Magic Tree House
Yeah, okay
Alright, my brain stay sharper than wolf teeth
Full speed, I'm coming like the '96 Bulls, so flip it full screen
And watch me turn this beat into a motherf*cking Hulk scene (Hulk scene)
So mean (so mean)
With digital visions, we making quicker decisions
My lack of inner dependence is laughing at yo' opinions
The task at hand has been finished
And is beyond what was imaged
Y'all gave the salad his spinach
Not fond of all of you b*tches
Like Bridgette (woo)
It's not for the amateur listening, handy coated palette acrylic
To the Sonics I'm straight up fully addicted
All for the craft and sh*t, need constant revisions
Just to be sculpting up the finest of rhythms
It's safe to say that we did it
I know you bobbing yo' hand 'cuz this sh*t is hitting