Tekst:
A Rocket To The Moon Are You Catching My Drift Yet

anyone and now i wanna know, are you catching my drift yet? oh,are you catching my drift yet? you seem to be good at taking control are you catching my drift yet

Rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising Heatin' up forcing steam, worthy to be seen The dark held stars are the frost of my breathing Swimming

rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen the dark held stars are the frost of my breathing swimming

rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen the dark held stars are the frost of my breathing swimming

You're just the opposite, you're nothing but a small fry Weak MC coming up for a black guy So don't provoke a saga Cause you'll catch amnesia just like