[Intro: Vince Staples]
You are now tuned into the tomb of Jehova
Play my tunes loud enough to shake the room, what's the hold up?
Heard the world is ending soon I a**umed that they told ya
They tryna dinosaur us
So now it's time to go up
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
The roof is on fire
She wet like Barbra Streisand
Police everywhere
It's like a n***a k**ed a white man
I just wanna find a baby mama 'fore the night end
So don't be coming 'round Vince
On that batter ram sh**
On that 911 sh**
Need a misses brown as Missy
I can have some fun with
Them slave bones make Grace Jones
Don't stop, b**h, stay focused
They hated on us since days of Moses
Let my people go crazy
Them stars falling, don't chase 'em
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
[Verse 2: 2D]
Attack on Iraq
It's on a line
Typing it fast
Then it's slipping my mind
Oh, when I'm drunk
I'm spirited back
I fall in a fire then I save myself
Then I get advantage
'Cause the feeling's so raw
In these times of sedition
Well, nothing is dull
And I'm moving into stillness
I'm recalling it all
And I'm a lover just a lover just a lover just a lover just a-
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]
All these liberated women sitting in my lap
I'm finna catch a body like I got a gun and badge
I'm finna turn Obama to my patna 'fore he dash
Pull up to his pad, wipe my a** with the flag
I'm just playing, baby, this the land of the free
Where you can get a Glock and a gram for the cheap
Where you can live your dreams long as you don't look like me
Be a puppet on a string, hanging from a f**ing tree
(Aghh!)
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)
The sky's falling, baby
Drop that a** 'fore it crash (higher)