Fallin’ Love lyrics

by

J Dilla


(Intro)
Yeah
I guess it's time to roll anotha one
Helps me spit it out like some nasty flavored bubblegum
And I guess that i'm the troubled one
But you won't see me posted up with a couple guns
Still shootin' for the sky until i'm number one
Watch out motherf*cker here the thunda come

(Verse)

Whaddup, i hope that you be doin good

Me i'm on the east side with the peace pipe in the Bruins hood

I've been studying taking notes like a student would

Reminiscing bout the good old days when we was movin' kush

You sucked the life out body like a pomegranate

2 months later i aimed for heads like target practice

Marks a savage, i thought of Janice and popped a zanex

No longer panic, i dropped the faggots, and offered bandwith
I'm off this planet cause this the place where the sharks inhabit

Stop and rap sh*t at the population just to cause some havok

Need me a blunt, a 40, a shorty rockin spandex

Talkin spanish in my ear im thinkin that i lost my balance

I bought some matches, i struck em all and watched em burn\

Mad props to new york, but im thinkin this be bostons turn

I toss n turn at night can't sleep because they oughtta learn

That i'm the motherf*ckin' sh*t, so suck my f*ckin' di*k


(Chorus) x2

I remember getting mad at my parentals

Because the road was rugged so my faith was differential

Within a second felt my heart was disassembled

So please dont be forgetful, now shes only in my mental

(Verse 2)

Nod your f*ckin' dead and appreciate the hip hop

This is grown man rap yet you f*ckin sound like kidz bop

Variation, stoned bumping blitz krieg bop

But if you stick around i could teach ya how to pimp walk

Ha, ha, ha ha thinkin' you can touch us?

We start to swarm, then we bring the ruckus

f*ck blunts, i hit a vape and ladies f*ck us

Hit it after she was dumped she got the swagger of some dutch guts

Yeah

Life is like a lunch truck

Goin place to place bringin flavor gettin f*cked up

You f*ckin suck punk and i don't like your attitude
Until i'm in a coffin up in boston i'm the baddest dude

(Chorus) x4

I remember getting mad at my parentals

Because the road was rugged so my faith was differential

Within a second felt my heart was disassembled

So please dont be forgetful, now shes only in my mental
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