Fall Through Glass

Though I fall through glass I am higher than ever I'm reaching the sky And I'm holding on Stop pop shake an ass to this Special edition of a fretboard checklist Living by the funk Cause they said I stunk Who laughs now Oh then she gotta bedunkydunk Surry is a slide With an afro beehive People running hot When Doug is alive Music's the master Who rocked the ghetto blaster Though I fall through glass I am higher than ever I'm reaching the sky And I'm holding on Dirty little mother gonna rock it on the floor With a beat like this she couldn't ask for more Got one booty round from a dog pound Comin' back from the task of a touchdown And groovin' I was steaming Now I'm southbound Little risk of my fears of a hill town Like I said I'm just here to lay a verse down Though I fall through glass I am higher than ever I'm reaching the sky And I'm holding on I am always looking for this Something but I'm finding nothing When shall we be released partner Catch this so I get down mother Though I fall through glass I am higher than ever I'm reaching the sky And I'm holding on