Scrape the Sky

[Verse 1: David Eff & Davey] Here we go Here we go Here we go Here we go Now we blastin off into the ozone The way we kickin in the dojo is loco fa sho though We pavin a road that's opposed to the dodo Going over your head like a top hat, stop that I know you see me spittin' these hot raps Now watch that beat cause it's about to drop Been rockin since the 09 jump off, yeah Last name Pan, First name Peter I know you see me flying and want me to teach Ya But I stay elevated so that all God's creatures Can hear me shout it out like my name was Aretha Getting R-E-S-P-E-C-T Fly by see the looks on your faces Cause I'm in full E-F-F-E-C-T Jetsetting on a daily basis [Chorus: Fresh Big Mouf, Davey, & David Eff] David Eff, man Ya don't stop Davey Davey Ya don't stop We came to rock it 'til the city takes off Mister captain, I'm an ace pilot I wanna spread my wings and fly To all my people in coach, and to my first class folks We'll show you how to scrape the sky [Verse 2: Davey] As the curvature of the earth takes shape Fly fast forward like a video tape, no cape nah Just follow my jet stream Loud in the clouds, sonic boom in your precinct All hop, no trampoline Black box, in the pocket of my jet jeans Shine with the stars so bright, even NYC sees me at night I see London, I see France Now Ladies bounce to my turbulence Drop jams from the sky like manna All the way from Alabama to Copacabana Back to the west side where I reside, so 'Scuse me do you care if I Jump to the bump and take to the skies We T minus 10 to let the hook fly [Chorus] [Verse 3: David Eff] Ha, sicker than yo average Down like goose and I'm fly like Maverick With a savage attack and a mouth like a match Spittin fuego homie, it ain't trickin' if it's magic Illusions, indubitably juvenile My crew can do it and we do it wild Rock around the clock all across the nation Got a lot of Sky Miles and a reputation Of makin earthquakes everytime we land Cause stoppin ain't an option or a part of the plan Fools get to fumin' while I'm running on jet fuel Now pay close attention cause I'm ready to let you Know what I'm all about child I got the style that you've come to love And Imma stay fly 'til the day I die Spittin' fresh to death from above, get it [Chorus]