The Away Team

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We’re on a motherfucking trek yo
Let’s start at #1, 2, 3, 4
Well it’s Lieutenant Commander
No not the android
Homie with the fucked up eyes
Steady hand on the warp drive
Keeping us alive on this enterprise
Ya’ll should run and hide cuz
Here comes old yellow eyes
Robot in disguise repping star fleet
Slinging Tasha Yar meat
In the dark, beat Klingons in battle
Steady never addled, fucking Sherlock
Yes I grok every riddle ever rattled
But back up in the saddle
It’s your boy oh the #1 Stunna
Call me Pips Ahoy I deploy on these hos
Like they clothes on a turbolift
It’s a gift what I’m packing
I never think of slacking on my duties
Never falling asleep, never been accused of slipping, never dropping a beat
I got my captain at my side so I never get skittish, he’s some Frenchy motherfucker
Who’s pretending he’s British
This shit is tight son interstellar flight doing right son
Third shift in command every night son
And I know you sweat the crew cuz we’re second to none
And when we blast a phaser never setting to stun
It’s the away team
On a beam to the surface
We’re seeking out life and making suckers nervous
It may seem like we’re tryin’ to start beef
But never be forgetting that we’re reppin’ the fleet
On the mic next it’s the fucking righteous first officer Willie Rike sits down
When I’m talking up crew ladies
I’m never getting maybes
And it’s the future son so I’m never sweating babies
Coming back son
Damnit the android of action
Just expand, got no use for contractions
Fools be sliding out my way like an opening door
Cuz at my fucking back is the
G to the Eord, to you it's Mister La Forge I'm engorged just thinking ‘bout
The warp core's semaphore,
Primarily directed by my underdrawers
Leah Brahms and her moms both understand the problems
That a black blind engineer, with no fear, is facing while
We chasing exploration of the year
Advisor with the visor oh I got the captain’s ear
So hold on to your saucers cuz the boss is fucking here
A man on a mission ain’t no competition
Sweats no decision
Honies getting wet when they with him
No fission he’s running on dilithium
Unstoppable you blink and you miss em
Jean Luc’s spitting truth with his diction
Bitches in several different planetary systems
But when they hit ‘em up
When he’s running the bridge
He be like um, new communicator, who dis?
It’s the Away Team
On a beam to the surface
We’re seeking out life
And making suckers nervous
It may seem like we’re coming in peace
But best be get to stepping or you’re met with defeat
From the streets of Omicron Theta
The fucking tin man
But you can call me Data
I never knew my father
Got a long lost brother
In time I relied on me and no other
Not data but you can call me daddy
With Geordi in his quarters
Replicating a fatty
I run this bitch out at warp speed
Locking on the torpedoes
It’s the Forge got the helm twenty three six four
True player rocking gold on my eyes
Computer who’s the lowest down pimp on The Enterprise
That’d be Willie T, best be saluting me
Sweat no sca-rutiny
Number One no Ma-utiny
And he’s putting Klingons on they back again
Then he educate their crew what they lackin’ in
Attracting bitches to my dick like a tractor beam
Pan-galactically ladies all holla back at me
And that’s the team putting fuckers on the run
Coming to your hood and never sweating it son
It’s The Away Team
On a beam to the surface
We’re seeking out life
And making suckers nervous
It may seem like we’re trying to start beef
But never be forgetting that we’re repping the fleet
It’s the Away Team
Beaming to a hostile planet
We’re snuffing out life and suckers can’t stand it
Stay cool never breaking a sweat
And if you want to step don’t forget
We’re on a motherfucking trek yo!
So let’s end it on the one

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