Falling Sky

[Intro: Deacon the Villain] Up under the rain The sky is falling Can you remember the time When the sun was calling? [Chorus: Deacon the Villain] We go round and round Up and down These night dreams In the mansion glow All alone For nice things From the blackest ground You like the sound the lights sing Down below [Verse 1: Champagne Chu] Can I get a high five?! We touched sky Finally got a piece of that american pie That pan am money Started to fly But the engine caught fire and we burned alive Hot damn, honey Ass thighs Looking like baby back ribs, lies Last week, a sunny Surprise, surprise Before them implants you was 105 Hey, keep up the good work Get money gonna use it for some good first Yeah right Amsterdam Red Light Just a nigga in Paris with the red nikes Autobahn with them bubble eye headlights Yeah, gonna live wrong till I’m dead right That’s right We ‘gon ride this bitch till it hit on E Until then everything’s on me Young C! [Chorus: Deacon the Villain][x2] We go round and round Up and down These night dreams In the mansion glow All alone For nice things From the blackest ground You like the sound the lights sing Down below [Bridge: Deacon the Villain] Let’s party bullshit New day new script Through pain music helped get to it We’ve earn it (turn up) I learned this today We’ve earned it (turn up) Can earnestly say [Verse 2: Deacon the Villain] Man, niggas ain't never had shit Neither has the red man brown man yellow man bitch As i look through my satellite dish It's party after party cause we hardly got to have our own kicks Though most of our folks ain't rich See a nigga make it and we actin like we just scored six Cause we started from the bottom as a race This american pie tastes like grace Eat up then re-up roll weed up ya feet up for good Even hookin' my fleet up with wood Buy out the bar, look up, buy up the stars Vacate, fly up to mars But what do I know? Nappy Roots said from the go Our whole life I been po' Now we got some money and some milk and honey nigga and i’m telling ya that everything that glitters looks gold [Chorus: Deacon the Villain][x2] We go round and round Up and down These night dreams In the mansion glow All alone For nice things From the blackest ground You like the sound the lights sing Down below [Verse 3: Deacon the Villain] Enslaved Welcome to the rat race Alien american Literally last place In chains Get strong fast paced 3/5ths human Would you listen to my black face Black codes Married to a Jim Crow My lawd Chariot swing low Sooner than peace niggas need release No sugar coats Naked truth at least Whatever happened to them acres? (acres) All them Dirty Acres (acres) Stolen 40 Acres (acres) We don’t need Acres? (acres) Fuckin' 40 acres… (acres) We don’t want acres What we need is: Good behavior Share the views All the things we rarely do Naked truth within the schools Learn from me? I learn from you…