Lyrics Theskyisfalling - Heiruspecs

Theskyisfalling

Every moment I’m awake, I’m thinkin' show and prove
It’s just sometimes I’m lazy, it don’t show in my mood
If you’re always thinkin' money, then your thinking is small
It don’t take a Buddhist monk to see that money ain’t all
Stayed around the way for years, that’s the back of my hand
I can show you shortcuts;
where we started with the band
I can show you many faces, make a rainbow blush
My home got all the colors on that brush
You know that old saying 'bout assumptions, right?
You know it only takes a little gumption, right?
The function of the music as far as I’m concerned
Has been to peel away the layers on the onion, right
See, Michaela did the times on our first tape
She’s on the streets demonstrating 'cause the times ain’t great
See, Muad’dib had a thing that he hit with Heartsprings
Feel the boom, jump the broom, it was a beautiful spring
They say the sky is falling, so you built a wall
You’ll have a little shelter when it hits us all
But I don’t think that sky is falling
I don’t think that sky is falling
The streets are on fire so you locked the door
But what do you think that rain is for?
Well, I don’t think that sky is falling
But if it is, then let it pour
They say the sky is falling
They say the building’s crumbling
They say the kids don’t care
You hear it in their mumbling
They say the sky is falling
But you can still fly a jet
But I don’t think that sky is falling
'Cause if it was we’d all be wet
I got a head full of pins and needles I don’t feel like runnin' through
Quit lookin' at me like that, neither do none of you
But what do you do, sometimes you’re just summoned to
Machete etiquette, better get up and hone your bloody tool
Or you’re just a cunning fool, bubbling subterfuge
Another nouveau Inspector Couseau without a clue
Hurry up and graduate your ass from dummy school
The clock’s ticking, chicken, hit the bricks and get to kickin' (Oooh)
Born in a land of ice and shadows
Where you forge your own swords and fight your own battles
A forlorn decor where light just won’t travel
So I pull silver out of storm clouds await 'til they unravel, like
Rattle, rattle, thundler clattered, never chattered, make it matter
Build the batter, bake it better, take the cake and save it
As collatoral, so levitous sabbatical’s the attitude
That’s the mood for every puddle that I splash into
Evermore Shakespeare, clever score from DeVon
Paintin' over my bombs, another mole in my lawn
Slow, little pawn, see, we was underground and independent
Like our homeboy’s song, that’s so, so strong
It’s an industry of giants, we the little guys
No one ever said we wasn’t just a little fly
Not a cloud in the sky, can’t see the top of stratosphere
That’s why we love the cloud, for making some shit clear
I got a couple whips, they both leak oil
I got a couple chips, seeds in the soil
Peace in our time, yeah, that’s the mantra I heard
Spread a little love, man, it ain’t so absurd
They say the sky is falling, so you built a wall
You have a little shelter when it hits us all
But I don’t think that sky is falling
I don’t think that sky is falling
The streets are on fire, so you locked the door
But what do you think that rain is for?
Well, I don’t think that sky is falling
But if it is, then let it pour