Take Flight - Dialectrix, Momo

So check the life of the new rap I write and choose

Cause there’s no other type of life that I would like to do

And people criticise and tell me what they’re thinking of it

An immature daydreamer with a drinking problem

So while others go to get careers to be a man

I’m forever young and never age like I’m Peter Pan

For me, the plan is working hard to feed a greedy fan

And keep 'em amped up with every beat I speak on, man

I play the best type of beats in my stereo

And try to keep my happiness high, and stress level low

I hit the road like it’s part of life’s episode

And everywhere I go is sort of like a second home

I’m soaking in the sunset and the summer breeze

I’m feeling utterly inundated and under siege

From the north to southerly scape suddenly

We banging these beats, boys, from Byron Bay to Bungaree

Take flight, I’ll see you when I get back

I’ll see you when I get back

Excuse me as I kiss the sky

Take flight, I’ll see you when I get back

I’ll see you when I get back

(That's why I can’t be caught up in all the hype)

(I keep my song tight, let these lines stay flight)

Yo, I’m a tradie in the day and a muser in the night

Then I’m going through some new tracks and dutifully I write

When the weekend comes, I’m cruising on a flight

To my next destination, get you moving on the mic

From the mountainous ridge to the Valley of Bris

I scour the rim of this land for the crowds of my gigs

Whether it’s out in the sticks or surrounded by bricks

I got more pound in that fist like the Alex da Kid

And I savour all the faces I ever seen

And next year, there’s plenty more places that I’ve never been

We’re from a soil that is ancient with deadly beings

Spanning the vast desolation to evergreens

My destiny got me adrenaline packed

From my pen and my pad to everywhere I been on the map

I spiritually levitate every second I rap

These fleeting moments are history I’ll never get back

And so…

(Excuse me as I kiss the sky)

From skateboarding or wake boarding on clean waters

My temperament is envious of extreme sportsmen

Surrounded by recreational resources

And all I do is sit on my arse like Steve Hawking

But I head to the snow and get on the slopes

Of Victoria mountainsides and perilous roads

And I’m down to endeavour to get out in the weather

And when I’m ready I get up to shred the powder or perish

And so, from the heat to the freezing cold climates

We’re dealing with the needs of the greedy coal miners

Plus, we got the symbol of simplified credence

Who gave my stars in the sky, a stigmatised meaning, yeah

From the opulence of gold and treasures

My gratitude conflicts with unwholesome ethics

And my memories are gems which I hold and cherish

But they’re like tainted jewels from a stolen premise

It goes

(Take flight… Ooh, ooh, ooh)