Everything Is Falling Down feat. Jeanne Jolly

歌詞

[Intro: Phonte] Yo... New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo 4:30...7...7-7:30...2..2:15 [Phonte] Aiyyo, don't need a new style, bein dope is always in fashion Peace to the West Coast montage fash-ion Everything's in house, don't need a mans-ion Doper than the last one, pussy niggas soundin like Meow Mix I spit that foul shit, And 1 Everybody's swingin, holla at me if you land one Don't need perfection, just pass-ion and don't need to be signed, I ain't got a fuckin cast on! Lot of opportunity, easy bread I passed on It just felt troublin, now class is in session and we got them testers bubblin/bubble-in like Scantron Fresh out the kitchen, signed with a stamp on I'm on some greatness, y'all on some lateness with no foundation so it could never last long I display patience, I done played Jason It's Saturday the 14th, FUCK you got a mask on, nigga? C'mon [Chorus: Phonte] (Jeanne Jolly) Pushin me to the brink A stagger in my footsteps and I don't even drink It's so much on my mind, dog, and I can't even think (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) Pushin me to the brink A stagger in my footsteps and I don't even drink It's so much on my mind, dog, and I can't even think (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) [Phonte] They say the 336 is what raised 'em, but the 919 made 'em Stark, raving rhyme like he ain't got the good sense God gave 'em Anybody on his bad side, God save 'em Late night by the bedside, God, praise Him He's the captain that told me to kneel And when I was surrounded by them monkey-ass niggas He told me to peel, broke free of my deal and left shackles, racin like Petty in the stock Now he heavy on the block like guards and left tackles See where I come from and, you and yours are up in arms like gunrunners, and you are confronted with, 99 problems and can't keep it 100 Then at the day's end you ain't really done nothin I made a new lane for myself and said, "Fuck it" Why Rage Against the Machine when you can just unplug it? F'real [Chorus] [Phonte] Eastside, Bingham St. repper Tay rock the spot like I'm half-leopard And pray for you lames like I'm half-leper If it don't fill the coffers, mother-FUCK the offers Ah-choo at yu niggas like I'm black pepper With wine and some fima beans, I'm half-Lector King, shit Kane, shit No Half-Stepper They say, "Why would he?" THey say, "How could he?" That's how they push me to the brink Stagger in my footsteps and I don't even drink It's so much on my mind, dog, and I can't even think (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) Yo.. listen [Chorus 1/2] [Outro: Phonte] Aiyyo, 919, 910, 252, 704 336 (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown) I'm on my Carolina shit.. New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo New Tigallo Young Khrysis.. (It feels like everything is fall-ing doooown)