Way Up (G.O.M. Remix)

We take it way up
Higher than NASA, off on 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 lightin' a match up and then tossin' it
On to gasoline, we're torchin' this, homie, of course it's lit
Like Rick James on Eddie Murphy's couch screamin' out, "Darkness is"
With no remorse, we kick the grime, in this pond, we are shark to fish

G.O.M., this is a remix
Get a beat, flip, rip it to pieces
Get a seat, we up in the winners' suite
Finna eat, we sittin' with Jesus
Drop in it for the God risen
He alive, livin' in the midst of the people
Try me, and if you're not feelin' it
Then bye, really ain't feelin' you either

Whether or not you feel it
I'm not forgettin' what God has given to me
I could be locked up in-
Up inside a prison, and not to visit or preach
God willin', I'ma give 'em the gospel
'Til I'm not in position to speak
You can knock it, but I'ma rock with the rock
And I'm not missin' the beat, listen to me

Dawg, I was up in Walmart with a scan gun for the canned goods
I could rap good, but I did what I could for the fam', that's manhood
Quit lookin' for the quick lick
Told God, "If You're not with it, I'd quit this"
That's when He told me, "No, you just go and be lit-lit"
I been on the road doin' shows ever since then
Tell 'em what I know, pray they souls, it get lifted
Messin' with the flow, but the goal is repentance
Never get it twisted, yeah

Daddy, let me loose (loose)
We gotta move (move)
Bishop with the burner, baby (baby)
I got the juice (juice)
They hatin' on my team (on my team)
'Cause we're the truth (truth)
Won't he do it (won't he do it?)
And be the proof? (Yeah)

We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way up
(Way, way, way up, way, way, way up)
We gon' take 'em way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way up
(Way, way, way up, way, way, way up)

I ain't really with the back-talk, homie
But you know that I'ma talk back (yeah)
You ain't pitchin', you could balk back
You ain't got a ride, you can walk back (yeah)
Ay, we need to get the salt back (uh)
Dark rap make the blackboard (yeah)
And if you ain't teachin' from the Most High
Lil' homie, you could get a chalk back (whoo!)

Homie, I could never go back (no)
I was down in the gutter, man (uh)
Low, low in a dark place
Oh, thank God, He the Prozac
Everybody gotta raise up
Knees down, and the praise up
Lock down, homie, stay up
Tell 'em all that there's a way up

(Yeah) the blood, we covered by it
Speakin' up when everyone is silent
(Yeah) think we don't? Man, y'all confused
We'll be droppin' jewels like a drunken pirate
(Yeah) showin' up to parties uninvited
With the Sunday fire I be praisin' God with
(Yeah) probably leavin' everyone inspired
If their spirit's any higher, they would mosh pit

We don't really want that, do we? (Nah)
Man, I never care what the haters say
Y'all trippin', my sauce drippin'
Like a winner goes bathed in the Gatorade
Ooh, flame in the 808
Straight propane, let me demonstrate
Put fire to the beat
And do the same thing Eminem and Jay did in "Renegade"

Look up (look up!)
Man, look at what that God cooked up (whoo!)
Could've took us with a beam and a touch
But, no, good God, that's mean in the clutch (whoo!)
Teamin' it up with a rough bunch
And I don't play game like Putt-Putt (swing)
Gotta let God be the gut punch (whee!)
He's runnin' the play, like, hut-hut

If you're really tryna have a dust-up
Hunk your pride and recognize we're just us
Plus the mighty hand of God, a rough gust
Swingin' with your might, don't get your bust up
Tryna hurt the kid will get you roughed up
Like Paul and Silas, tell 'em in the coffin, virus

Benefit righteous
Feelin' it, livin' it, pious, bias

Daddy, let me loose (loose)
We gotta move (move)
Bishop with the burner, baby (baby)
I got the juice (juice)
They hatin' on my team (on my team)
'Cause we're the truth (truth)
Won't he do it (won't he do it?)
And be the proof? (Yeah)

We gon' take them way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way up
(Way, way, way up, way, way, way up)
We gon' take them way, way, way, way, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way, way up
(Way, way, way up, way, way, way up)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)