What Now

What Now - Bizzle

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We take it way up

Higher than NASA off a launch and lift

Off into the dark abyss past the stars where the Martians live

Never will these archers miss they mark you see the darts we spit

Have sharpened tips we aim for the heart and hit what our target is

Like an arsonist lighting a match up and then tossing it

Onto gasoline we're torching this, homie of course it's lit

Like Rick James on Eddie Murphy's couch screaming out 'Darkness is'

With no remorse we kick the grime

And in this pond