The Landing

Wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried, I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Ya wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Taste the fury of the black fist Truely givin' bars like the jury do the black kids This ain't a game boys, purely for the practice I verse some, they soundbite, then turn me to a classic They love to bring a nigga up then blast him Blind him with the plastics, and pictures of the crash hit Put him in the past, he looks as them in a casket I won't be a stat, consequences of your actions Attacking, Im a fallen angel, my decent is from the heavens My whippin' is impending, then the blood is ever reverence The writing is a method, I write it down then death hits In only words and lines, I see the light and write your sentence But I'm no Messiah, I was hired by the most high To come inspire and breath fire on these false gods Destroy empires through the wire while you're so high Cause I'm not a writer, I'm a choir filled with coke lies Ya wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Ya wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Ya wishin' for my downfall I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Bars are sent, stars are ending, this Armageddon Songs are gettin' blown, call my squad 'cause i'm the terrorist I spark attention cause I'm smart and darts [?] I'm from the gospel, when I talk it must be condescending This ain't for stardom, this for starving bellies How many artists jelly? Probly many I'm laughin' at the videos, I call [?] Le-let's get this party started, where my bottle of Henny? Collision course, I'll blow you all away But with precision, hear my targets for [?] My penmenship is sharper than your barber's blade They couldn't catch the punchline so they caught a fade I couldn't catch my temper so a caught a case They couldn't catch me slipin' so I got away To the old heads thet be sayin' that we all the same Don't try to sign me man, I probly know your daughter's name Almost there, I'm getting closer, see the grind approaching You're looking hopeless, cause I'm so big that I'm outta focus The game explosive, grab my shoulders, I'm bout to blow shit Catch a free ride on the motion like a stolen Opus Yeah, wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw Ya wishin' for my downfall Like a shootin' star headin' to the ground yo I ain't woried I ain't mad thats the plan though Imma crash land right into your damn jaw