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Yo, check my swagger Laser beams, light flare, invisible flight wear Welcome to my space-mare We climb in that launch chair Disappear up in thin air Walking up the space stairs Space boots, three pair Leaders of that next lair Back up at it like a centrifuge Checking out the style and the attitude DJ pump that altitude Pump that bitch straight out the tube We don't speak no science ficiton All command modules in position Short circuits when I shock the system Light wave optics through the prism Yo, check my swagger It's no wonder called illusion More explosions that diffusion Light waves control the mutants Keep on moving like it's a movement You dom't really wanna get left behind Can't find your way, can't find your mind Lightyears, I've been on a quest for time Lightwave rockets for the blind Ultraviolet by design White like the moon in the prime Eyes wide shut falling behind Sizzled retinas thats the sign Visions make planets align Cosmic rays going down the spine Sliding out the electric system Light wave optics through the prism |