it feels like fallin' Oh I hear it callin' me away Sitting on my windowsill And suddenly the world is still Because you looked my way And it feels like fallin
When I felt bad you were there to build me up Gave everything you had in the world to me And you made me the man I'm supposed to be Jane, even though
dank, shit in the air, so funky stank What the hell, might as well, smoke 'em all, we can ball Sit down playa before you fall, sesh kickin' in on all
I can be your superhero baby, The one that's gonna save you if you're in danger, You know who to call, Whenever you fall, I'll be there to catch you,
fix sitting on my crucifix The living room on my private womb While the moms and brats are away To fall in love, we fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane
These floods of you are unforgiving Pushing passed me spilling through the banks And I fall Faster than light and faster than time That's how memory works
What's playing at the Roxy? I'll tell you what's playing at the Roxy A picture about a Minnesota man falls in love with a Mississippi girl That he sacrifices
test me But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit don't impress me It's just a phase, and you know damn well That you'll fall off in a minute,
my, grave site No daylight, play night cautiously Could be death, or my freedom what it's costin' me Lost in dear life my wife be that Mary Jane
that get paid off Or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war with the rappers Good black women sleep over at Cappa's I fall into it, Mr.
Great Heaven, oh Great Master Oh Great Goat, the curse you gave us Oh Great Ghost, protect and save us Oh Great River, green with envy Oh Jane Addams,
fixed, sitting on my crucifix The living room on my private womb While the moms and dads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane
me And I'm so terribly far from home Like my dress I must confess it's very old But it's simple and neat, it's just right for this heat Save my furs
hope of being saved, but the radio ham's out giving blood - no, no, no, he's not listening. The cricketer knows his "Wisden", the pilot has got his "Jane
What's playing at the Roxy? I'll tell you what's playing at the Roxy. A picture about a Minnesota man falls in love with a Mississippi girl That he
me! Regardless of who or what, I love you Someone help me please! Word is bond, I love you Ahh! I'ma groupie for life, about nine wife All the babies are mine, save
rush the door I got too many reasons, save your whys and what fors This is twice inna lifetime so I'm lettin' you know Black star, Wordsworth, Punchline and Jane
