When an angel is dropped,
they spend less time bracing to be caught
the longer they fall.
(I detest my own ultra american cultivated way of bad hands.
In our lonliness, we have each invented the science of dropping.)
Undrop my caught baby thats
always slippin through the hands of time,
I don’t blink lately trying to catch
my dreams slippin through my eyes.
Hola be Vwalla’s Gunna,
Deported fast bus pass
like huessin runnin,
Whats the matter speak of another heart break well I’m still stuntin
you still feel the blast from the last man like I’m frontin
but the lights aint off still in that heart box room,
Just me and my mind tryin to pencil one last boom…
But talk about me say I pose drake then ripem shady,
Na fuck ya’ll krau sharp we do’em bladey,
ya Hold up we rap like andre jeter getem blazed see,
thats when they wanna listen to a hat low preacher
just like Jay-z.
Yea pretty similar.
Smack the first deal if its whack.
Cant put the back pack away just to pay my momma back You old days like slaves get me corrected if you cnn or chat.
Wow don’t back up,
This is now shit no time machine,
Omni mind got Queen Mab burnin hyper steam,
I walk on still though
can’t wifey til the final scene,
Ooh, You could say I’m single, But I’m taken by this undying dream,
Death do me part, I’ll stay P.C like A dell
and chase the pavements tryin to catch atleast the harp
can’t you see our baby fell.
