9th Wonder - Fallin' Lyrics
[Hook - Bilal]I know I shouldn’t have did thatI know it’s going to come right backI know it’s going to destroy everything I madeIt’s probably going to get your boy sent awayBut this game I play, ain’t no way to fix itIt’s inevitable that I’m (fallin’)[Verse 1 - Jay-Z]Said where I would stopBefore I even startedWhen I get to one brickThen the game I would depart withGot to one brick then I looked to the sky like:“Sorry God I lied but give me one more try”Got the two bricksNew cars new whipsBut niggas never learn until theyEnd up in the news clipThe irony of selling drugsIs sort of like you using itGuess it’s two sides to whatSubstance abuse isCan’t stop, won’t stopAddicted to this new shitBrand new convertiblesI’m so rooflessFront row fight nightSee how big my tube is***** HD niggaSee how clear my view is?(Fallin’) But there’s a price for overdoing itDoing it this big will put you on the mapStick-up kids is out to taxPlus the FBI boys with the cameras in the backDamn[Hook - Bilal][Verse 2 - Jay-Z]Now you (fallin’)When you should’ve fell backNow you (fallin’)Right into they lapFallin’, they applaudingThey screaming at the screenDamn you *****ed up like your favorite movie sceneGodfather, Goodfellas, Scarface, CasinoYou seen what that last run did to DeniroAnd he can’t beat the oddsCan’t cheat the GodsCan’t blow too hardLife’s a deck of cardsNow your tumbling is humblingYou’re fallin’, you’re mumblingUnder your breath like you knew this day was coming(Fallin’) Now let’s pray that arm candyThat you left your ex for stay down and come in handyCause come January it gets coldWhen the letters start to slowAnd your commissary’s lowAnd lawyers screams appealOnly thinking about a billAnd your chances are nilDamn gravity’s ill[Hook][Verse 3- Jay-Z](Fallin’) And you can’t get upAll you do is push-upPull-up, sit-upLocked down the town now belongs to the squaresWho said they won’t make the same mistake that got you thereAnd your arm candy sweet on themAnd the women that you left for this hefferGot a college degree comingBad news keeps comingHard to keep something on your stomachYou’re sick about what your life is becoming(Fallin’) But your use-to’s, has-beensRagging bad about all the new dudesTalking tough on the YoutubeAbout what you use to doBut that’s old school to the new crewThey doing numbers like SudokuThey’re the new youAnd it’s damn near inevitableThey’ll experience deja vu tooFight and you’ll never surviveRun and you’ll never escapeSo just fall from graceDamn
