Lift Off [feat. Chino Moreno and Machine Gun Kelly] (Official Video) - Mike Shinoda скачать в хорошем качестве

Lift Off [feat. Chino Moreno and Machine Gun Kelly] (Official Video) - Mike Shinoda

Stream + Download Post Traumatic: http://mshnd.co/PT Director/Producer: Mark Fiore Production Company: Amigo & Company Shot by Mark Fiore & Aaron Farley   / amigoandco   - Lift Off | Lyrics I’m off of the Earth / on a ride / alone Lift off like Virgin Galactic My Richard’s too Branson to fuck with you bastards Very legendary that’s some matter-of-fact shit You’re the opposite of stars, like rats spelled backwards I flow poems out to Saturn and passed it Easy as a standard anti-gravity backflip Satellite tracking can’t map up my tactics I spit the same shit they split an atom in half with No, it’s not what I want but it had to be I spent 6 months just recharging my battery Imagine me quitting, what a travesty that would be You space shuttle Challengers are nothing but tragedies So take care on the path that you’re headed I’m the father to your style, don’t’ you ever forget it I don’t drop mics / only let it smoke where I set it And I don’t play / even when they press it / get it I’m off of the Earth / on a ride / alone I’m drifting away / out of time / afloat Away from the truth / away from the night / away from the day I’m off of the Earth / on a ride / alone Please brace for impact Must’ve went to space and got sent back But I’m still intact In fact, take a picture of me You can see that I’m a star with your lens cracked Supernova / In Caesars Palace stuntin' on my opponents Cause history’ll show / We done been to war like Romans Did that dance with the devil / Hell hot as a kettle So it’s no wonder why I put this ice on all of my metal And wear that shit like a medal Use to think I was a joker / no Jared Leto When I said I’d get us out the ghetto Slam my foot on the pedal Book the studio when I couldn’t afford instrumentals Fuck it, record acapella Flyin’ coach dreaming Coachella / until they banned me Now they like Bambi’s mother, dead I’m on to these Grammys I’m rollin’ these grams gladly / purple and green like Daphne Shades on like Velma / hair long like Shaggy Crushin’ addys in my water / got my voice raspy Haven’t slept since California and that shit was last week Paranoid when I sleep But when I’m high, I’m happy That’s why I need to kiss the sky when I get stuck in the valley Lift Off