I was walking in clips without knowing the ledge
til 60000 feet landed on my head
I should have been dead
Or at least have a concussion
Instead I got up and started bussin
Call the real but you cant tell to settle down
You want the though?
The haters are round
He turned his back
I was lost in sight a sort of life blast
All is fear into the night,night,night,night
Into the night
I was walking in clips without knowing the ledge
til 60000 feet landed on my head
I should have been dead
Or at least have a concussion
Instead I got up and started bussin
Call the real but you cant tell to settle down
You want the though?
The haters are round
He turned his back
So rap came in their minds
I know you miss it that
We lost when you changed your thoughts into a rock
You know the difference, persistent
We the only know what sh** is up
Dont forget and let it go
Let a real bro flap the mic and take control
Well go hard all night
You changed the philosophy, flow properly
We mic holders like life an*lysis
You probably got it right
Responsibly expect nothing
Then just us
In the inside
I was walking in clips without knowing the ledge
til 20000 feet landed on my head
I should have been dead
Or at least have a concussion
Instead I got up and started bussin
Now man has a thought
And we start rollin
Lifes a mascaraed
And what is really faded
Is just a bunch of charades
Options are first shots
They move your side doors with electric shocks
Stop copying
I smoke, they look old
I guess were different ,bro
They somehow pretend theyre falling
And you all know the rest, the rest, the rest, the rest
I was walking in clips without knowing the ledge
til 10000 feet landed on my head
I should have been dead
Or at least have a concussion
Instead I got up and started bussin