Jeff Williams Falling Towards The Sky
Falling Toward the Sky
Waiting for my... ride
Insane breakneck pace
No brakes full speed ahead on this chase
Goons-nippin at my heels
Move my wheels cuz I'm not tryin to get killed
Ooh- what I'm gonna do?
Me and my crew-one false move-we through
Stress level high it's a full court press
Can't guess wrong the result is death
Adrenaline filled like a kid named Ritalin
Gotta get away from this bullshit middleman
Pushed to the max no time for relax
Cuz if we ain't swift we facin the axe
But I ain't tryin to hear it-float like a spirit
Finish line comin, I feel us gettin near it
Can't stop now, yo, we almost there
Unaware of what awaits us in the air
Falling Toward the Sky
Waiting for my... ride
Landin safe on the back of the truck
Now we ride through the streets talk about good luck
Man that was tough, jumping off the building
But if we didn't do it then our time was up
Never that though I'm just too swift
Blessed with a gift that flows from my lips
Still represent still talkin that shit
Still hit your chest like a blast fron the fifth
Ain't no stopping I'm-a keep it poppin
Rollin rocking pure hip-hoppin
Soul like Rakim you know I got plenty
I'm a C note, dog, and you're more like a penny
Jeff send the text, asked for the best
So I stepped right in put flames to the test
Burn it down from dusk till dawn
Rise form the ash and then I'm gone
Falling towards the sky
waiting for my... ride
Falling towards the sky
waiting for my... ride
