Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Landing, artist - Tinchy Stryder. Album song Catch 22, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Universal-Island
Song language: English
I'm Landing |
| Yo, you gotta feel this |
| Yeah, you gotta feel this |
| Hey yo, it’s that mad, lifestyle’s emotional, it’s that sad |
| I missed my mum’s birthday, had a show, that bad |
| Ups and downs, mishaps, problems mount, that large |
| Street clowns and hood rats are speaking out, they’re that loud |
| I’m focused, music, in and out I’m breathing it |
| Close ones, they miss me, they’re really not feeling it |
| I ain’t seen my girl for days, ain’t seen my bed for days |
| Something keeps me going, I’m enjoying every bit of it |
| Every little bit of it, you gotta feel this |
| Wiley said, «Tinch, you gotta kill this» |
| And that was '03, and now I’ve got this |
| Straight up original, I ain’t dealing with no remix |
| Had it all planned out and the man dem was a part of it |
| Music game’s fucked up, it’s nuttin' like we thought of it |
| Messed up, it’s all a bit mad, I’m trying to work with it |
| Let me do the hard part, then we’ll all have some fun with it |
| Here I come, I’m landing, I’m landing |
| But there’s no one around me where I’m standing |
| I’m nearly there, I’m counting, counting |
| Step by step, we climb mountains |
| Yeah, and they’re telling me I’m better off, telling me I’m doing well |
| Look into their eyes and I clearly see I’ve pissed them off (snakes) |
| Talk about me so hard like «have you seen Stryder’s new car? |
| No keys, pushes one button then he’s off start» |
| Off guard, not me I’ll be walking on the moon tonight |
| Not scarred but who’s to know how deep I really bleed inside? |
| Yeah, but I’m a Virgo, not a Gemini |
| I can see the future and I’m done with these silly guys |
| No time for many games, lava mouth, spitting flames |
| Now things have fully changed, I’m trying to get the plaques in frames (yeah) |
| But they won’t let me do my thing |
| Stop trying to block up my road up, I can switch my lanes |
| In my face they’re smiling up, behind my back they’re lining up |
| The day I dig myself a hole, push me down deep enough |
| My head’s telling me mad things like «pick it up, let it off» |
| I go with my heart and my bag’s packed, I’m jetting off |
| So I ask, why? |
| …why? |
| I ain’t getting no answers |
| Again I ask, why? |
| Still ain’t getting the answer |
| I’m taking my chances |
| Here I come, I’m landing, I’m landing |