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Violent J

"Satellite"

[Intro]
(Del Ray, baby)
665
I know what it is
I done heard it all (Del Ray, baby)
Hahaha (Del Ray), yeah

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Your life's sh*tty (Wow), is that what you said, man?
Try and tell that to a dead man
In the red, man, stressed in the head, man
No b*tch in the bed, yeah, I been there
Well let me try to steer you up here, Sabu
That'll cheer you up, sad fool
You got kids that love you and if not? (No)
You got a roof above you and if not? (No)
You got two legs beneath you and if not? (No)
At least you ain't getting beat down and shot (Yup)
You still got a lot, a lil' spot, a lil' cot, a lil' pot
Tube socks, the dude on the block is sleepin' on two rocks
And you got more than him in that shoebox
You got a best friend and dude rocks
And it's you your crew jocks
So load the jukebox and do a few shots
'Cause you ain't got a tombstone like 2Pac

[Chorus]
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here
Can't always see clear from down here
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here, the bigger picture disappears

[Verse 2: Shaggy]
(Freedom), shouldn't be tooken for granted
Or in my opinion, you deserve a di*k implanted
In your rectal hole and another in your c*cksucker
'Cause you a c*cksucker, motherf*cker
Motherf*cker, motherf*cker like you
Ain't motherf*ckin' right, dude, I'll f*ckin' fight you
sh*t, you can fall in love at any time
It don't cost a dime, but being locked up is lost time
My homie Esham pointed out
The worst punishment for crime is when they f*ck off your time
It's worth more than anything, money, sex, love
All of the f*ckin' above
The Dirtball's a playground all the way around
Explore it and clown, and pray you stay around
So quit yelling, "Life sucks," adore this
You'll understand when you're full of rigor mortis

[Chorus]
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here
Can't always see clear from down here
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here, the bigger picture disappears

[Verse 3]
Out here, we all Pac-Mans in a maze runnin' from ghouls (Every day I'm hustlin')
But like fouls we tend to overlook the privilege and the right
To be given this life
We focus on the bullsh*t and the strife
sh*t ain't always right, but what's wrong? A car line long
Much worse, a hearse
We ain't better off in a coffin in some church
Or with Lurch in the morgue filleted like perch
(Life sucks), we've all sang that song 'til we heard the fat gong
Buried in a dirt nap lawn, like
Boy, was I wrong, that wasn't that long
Let me go again and get my mack on
Realize the prize, recognize game and peep
And don't be a lame sheep and don't sleep
You got a lot to live for, think not and get more
Love life, it's what the sh*t for

[Chorus]
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here
Can't always see clear from down here
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here, the bigger picture disappears
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here
Can't always see clear from down here
Bless me with the sight of a satellite
I can't always see from here, the bigger picture disappears

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