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Freefall
Date: October 27, 2004
I’m gonna break onto the scene
I’m gonna bust a rhyme
I’m gonna bend
And break
And shake
Until I blow your mind
I’m gonna pop into your television
Make you see in double vision
Hop and pop
The fun don’t stop
Until I finish my time
Finish this rhyme
You ask me who I am
You ask me how I know
About the dirty little secrets
You keep inside your soul
You ask me how I know
You ask me “Where ya been?”
You look at me like I’m the Devil
And these words I say are sins
I can see into your soul
I can read all of your thoughts
You ask me who I am
You ask me how I know
I ain’t your silly counselor
I ain’t your ex ho
I’m the tickin
That’s been tappin
In the back of your brain
I’m that voice
Tappin
And poppin
Drivin you insane
Until I make you freefall
Into an early grave
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There ain’t no stoppin the poppin
When the city starts jumpin
It’s like trying to stop a freefall
With nothing but your name
But you’re game
So take your aim
You keep on poppin
And droppin until the city stops jumpin
When the Earth starts to crack
You just jump
And move back
You shake into the night
You bust up on the scene
You start to mess up the crowd
You jump into a fight
You and I start to dip
As we slip into the night
With your hands upon my hips
I start to slip
As I trip
Then we start to freefall
Into that deadly black ditch
I’m gonna shake into the night
I’m gonna rock your world
You ask me who I am
You ask me how I know
About the dirty little things
You did with your new ho
Well guess what
Brotha
You knew me once before
But now it’s no more
And now I’m gonna bend
And break
And shake ya
Until I make you freefall
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