Galactica from LIGHTY by Binary Star

Verse 1

The desert ain't as hot as us

Tropical or 'Artica

Gotham City or Narnia

Populace Metropolis

I ain't trynna sound pessimist, more the opposite

Still in my prime, you ain't fuckin' wit my Optimus (optimist)

Rocking this for Anthropologists,
Osteologist

Building,
The Egyptologist
think of Obelisk

College Heads
see me washing tons
like the monument

Errogenous
with Esophagus,
you win a scholarship

When you see my Occupants
No communist or colonists

My continent like Ethiopia
nobody conquered it
we're dominate

Stronger than an Olive Oil compliment
Spinach with the Crutons
to go with the condiments
I'm confident

Bear (bare) arms like Pop Eye, or Octopus

no stopping us
A red octagon couldn't obstacle

Tell your optometrist to counterfeit your documents

My articles atomic patrticles,
naked to opticals


Verse 2


Now Immo break it down for you toddlers and scholars

Models,
shaped like bottles
Coke in nostrils

Hostile's
Keeping a Hostage
Sleeping in Hostels

Imposters
Lyrical mobsters
Give'em an Oscar

Fat lady don't just sing,
Give you an Opera

Even when I'm spitting my slang,
I'm thinking proper

Outside of the box

Bigger than Costco
This is Colossal

Picture Picasso
Spitting the gospel

Got a dozen apostles
One in a costume

Even if they try to cross Lo
That's like, crossing the street with your eyes closed
Aiming at an apple
On the head of Castro
Using a crossbow

In other words, that's impossible

Mission is Tom Cruise

Who the last Samauraii on your console?

Hater playing Oppossum
Skaters saying I'm awesome

One Be Lo
Colder than snow man,
I'm frosting

• Autocons
• Binary Star
• Boom Bap
• Ears Apart
• Guitar
• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Lighty
• One Be Lo
• Rap
• Soul
• Subterraneous
• Pontiac