Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Fall Off, artist - Apathy. Date of issue: 01.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Never Fall Off |
| The Babylon baby, walk amongst the lords and the ladies |
| Blood full of rabies, I’m straight outta Hades |
| Made from the elements of hatred, it’s evident |
| Raised in the era when Reagan was President |
| The mark of the beast, see 'em march through the streets |
| Bodyguards and police, body parts of deceased |
| Edit parts of their speech; |
| get the hearts of the weak |
| Study cellphone records, credit cards and receipts |
| Ghost nation, zombies who love to watch zombies |
| Governments who emulate Nazis and Commies |
| Ponzi schemes, big dreams and dirty laundry |
| Cancer causin' chemicals are constantly on me |
| The food’s full of poison the book’s full of lies |
| Planes fly by leavin' trails in the skies |
| Eyes full of tears pour beers for they lives |
| I’m snatchin' up capes every time a hero dies |
| Got that Summertime shine, New Era’s and Air Max’s |
| Money under the mattress, money hungry and Fascist |
| Muddy bloody with axes, sticky with blood of rappers |
| Wrapped up in bloody rags, Saran wraps and plastics |
| Blood plasma that’s plastered and splattered, shattered and fractured |
| You maggots and scattered fragments all over your finer fabrics |
| I don’t believe in magic, only in mathematics |
| Bullets in automatics and medicine for these addicts |
| I make moves like a boss, never takin' a loss |
| We will never… fall… off |
| It’s a cold, cold world but my heart pumps frost |
| We will never… fall… off |
| I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft |
| Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off |
| I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft |
| Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off |
| It’s A.G. and I was raised in the dirty |
| Named my son after the borough that birthed me |
| Named my daughter after the borough that birthed me |
| Mastered the music never studied at Berklee |
| Said it’s your house but you never home |
| Said he fly, looks to me like you never flown |
| More powerful than crack, this shit is like adrenochrome |
| I bag it and push it like a Salt-N-Pepa song |
| Public Enemy, Welcome to the Terrordome |
| You shoulda known better, I’m just better known |
| God don’t fight for crowns and thrones |
| Casualty of war, he died on a metronome |
| Listen homie my shit is extra stone |
| To paraphrase it, I need to be left alone |
| Same home as Kris Parker |
| Andre’s a warrior don’t confuse him with Iguodala |
| I’m legendary compare me to Chupacabra |
| Cherish the day, same shit I do tomorrow |
| I’ve seen glory, seen drama |
| Can’t wait to reincarnate so I can see Arthur |
| P-80 to ya mind, you suffer glaucoma |
| Take one for the team; |
| I killed him for the culture |
| Split your pumpkin and it’s not October |
| I will never fall, great like I’m supposed to |
| I make moves like a boss, never takin' a loss |
| We will never… fall… off |
| It’s a cold, cold world but my heart pumps frost |
| We will never… fall… off |
| I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft |
| Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off |
| I stay gettin' money, never rhyme soft |
| Middle finger in the air for suckers who fell off |
| Never fallin', never fallin' |
| I ain’t never fell off |
| Never fallin', never fallin' |
| I ain’t never fell off |
| Never fallin', never fallin' |
| I ain’t never fell off |
| Never fallin', never fallin' |
| I ain’t never fell off |
| «We must unite our forces to assault the holy mountain, and rob its wise men of |
| their secret of immortality.» |