Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fall in Love, artist - Slum Village. Album song Fantastic, Vol. 2.10, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ne'Astra
Song language: English
Fall in Love |
One, two |
One, two |
Fall in love |
Things you do |
Don’t sell yourself to fall in love |
Things you do |
One, two |
Lady’s lovin my music is like some sex shit |
Niggas tryin' to grip up my mic like, it’s a dick |
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit |
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch wreck |
I’m the motherfucker grippin' the mic like, it’s a joke |
Niggas fall in love with the music like, its a ho' |
Put down your mic, you lost your whole goal |
You take it too seriously like it’s a gamble |
Fuck this rap shit, I listen to classical |
In the studio loop as usual lovin' my lyrical |
Fuck bitches that you would know |
I’m out of this 'cause you wanna be below |
Y’all niggas in love with the S, y’all niggas in love with S |
To fall in love |
Things you do |
Don’t sell yourself to fall in love |
Things you do |
Yeah, Jay-Dee man, I see sometimes |
I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhyme |
How’d I get to the point, constantly takin' all my time |
Time I could of been spending gettin' cash, gettin' mine |
Hopin' one day it comes around |
One day when I’m the nigga gettin' money |
Gettin' cash, gettin' signed |
Gettin' the fuck out the ghetto, 'cause I’m tired of crime |
But it’s a crime that I feel this fuckin' waste of time |
But sometimes I feel like this shit here is a waste of time |
Yours and mine, to these niggas out here tryin' to rhyme |
Your reason for a better should of been genuine |
I do it because it gives me a sort of peace of mind |
And for the love |
Don’t sell yourself to fall in love |
Things you do |
Yo, one, two |
Don’t sell yourself to fall in love |
With those things you do |
Word up, word up |
To fall in love |
Ah, one, two, yeah |
SV, word up, word up |
Aaie, that’s right |
Uh, uh, uh and to my nigga, Jay-Dee, uh |
Uh, my nigga T-3 uh, oh |
That nigga Batian, uh, uh, that’s my crew |
Yo, uh, oh, this going out to my nigga Bust |
And all my other motherfucka |
What up to all you tryin' to bust us |
Tryin' to get down with us |
'Cause we know you just mad as hell |
Yo, I’ll give 'em the mic, eh |
So, niggas didn’t know that I am T-3 on the mic |
I do what, I do what I like, to get down right tonight |
'Cause, 'cause I get down tonight, yo |
Niggas try and put up a fight, wit us, yo |
A’right, a’right, a’right, some freestyle shit |