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The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here
(Wha-wha-wha-wha-what?)
I hope Dr. Dre would advertise my music
He clueless, all this shit that we doing
Leaving his game in ruin, these fluids will always do it
Smoking became a habit, it's habit is part of music
You foolish, I call you stupid, unravel you like a Rubix
You bicker to make me love it, school sucks, my music's above it
Lyrics inside my closet, rhymes inside my drawers
The plug is inside the socket
A motivational rocket propels me into the sky
Don't sell me somethin' that's fake
All these governmentals should die
Attacks and gun stats, perpetual suicide
Relax if you're black, conform to the police figure
Let them call you a nigga
So run, villains, there's blood spilling
These gun killings are more important than drug dealing
Misplaced for the funds, you cannot say this is fun, nigga
So run, nigga, run so fast, run from the sun, nigga
Yeah, ayy, ayy
The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here
Yeah, an "All Lives Matter"'s insensitive statement
Call the Mexican rapists, had they done it
To the US, the whole world would outrage
I knew that you wouldn't take it
Mr. Donald Trump, scrub your face on the pavement
You don't have credentials to govern a nation
The loop is a fucking cycle from school, parent to child
To a grown to be a parent and pass these
Ethical dots for these generations to do
We are obligated by ethics to pass a bettering view
This view will start in the house and extend itself into school
Don't pretend that you didn't know it
You pretended to throw it
Slid it inside your pocket, you ain't embarrassed to show it
The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here
The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here
Oh Lordy, oh my, I guess my time has arrived
The jury's station decided it's time to turn off these lights
Going to sleep and shutting my eyes
Following deep into my own mind
And swallowing demons 'til the darkness, it subsides
Until I finally find myself gazing at the eyelids of my eyes
Being closed shut by the child ducting his cries
Laying stiff and robust, buried under pits of
Dirt and more dirt 'til the day that I die
Soon enough, my soul begins to float up and corrode
Now you feeling my vibe, feeling alive
This ain't the way I wanna be living my life
What?
The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here
The flight begins to fall and drop off
Combustion is lost
The flight attendants are lost and they thoughts lost and they head
What if they shot? Now I am dead
Passengers not even knowing we're here
Knowing we're here



Writer(s): Robin Coudert



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