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Ascension (feat. Vince Staples)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Vocals
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Vocals
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Percussion
The Humanz
The Humanz
Choir
Ben Mendelsohn
Ben Mendelsohn
Narrator
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
Songwriter
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gorillaz
Gorillaz
Producer
Anthony Khan
Anthony Khan
Producer
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Producer
Michael Law Thomas
Michael Law Thomas
Additional Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Stephen Sedgwick
Stephen Sedgwick
Mixing Engineer
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Producer
Samuel Egglenton
Samuel Egglenton
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

You are now tuned into the tomb of Jehova Play my tunes loud enough to shake the room, what's the hold up? Heard the world is ending soon I assumed that they told ya They tryna dinosaur us So now it's time to go up The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The roof is on fire She wet like Barbra Streisand Police everywhere It's like a nigga killed a white man I just wanna find a baby mama 'fore the night end So don't be coming 'round Vince On that batter ram shit On that 911 shit Need a misses brown as Missy I can have some fun with Them slave bones make Grace Jones Don't stop, bitch, stay focused They hated on us since days of Moses Let my people go crazy Them stars falling, don't chase 'em The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) Attack on Iraq It's on a line Typing it fast Then it's slipping my mind Oh, when I'm drunk I'm spirited back I fall in a fire then I save myself Then I get advantage 'Cause the feeling's so raw In these times of sedition Well, nothing is dull And I'm moving into stillness And recalling it all And I'm a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a- The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) All these liberated women sitting in my lap I'm finna catch a body like I got a gun and badge I'm finna turn Obama to my patna 'fore he dash Pull up to the pad, wipe my ass with the flag I'm just playing, baby, this the land of the free Where you can get a Glock and a gram for the cheap Where you can live your dreams long as you don't look like me Be a puppet on a string, hanging from a fucking tree (Aghh!) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher) The sky's falling, baby Drop that ass 'fore it crash (higher)
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