Ascension (feat. Vince Staples)

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 endin' soon, I assumed that they told ya

They tryna dinosaur us, so now it's time to go up

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The roof is on fire, she wet like Barbara Streisand

Police everywhere, it's like a **** 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 fallin', don't chase 'em

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

Attack on Iraq, it's on a line

Typing it fast, then it's slippin' my mind

Oh, and I'm drunk, I'm spirited back

I fall in a fire and then I save myself

Then I get advantage 'cause the feeling's so raw

In these times of sedition, well, nothin' is dull

And I'm movin' into stillness and recallin' it all

And I'm a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a lover, just a

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

All these liberated women sittin' in my lap

I'm finna catch a body like I got a gun and badge

I'm finna turn [Obama] to my partna 'fore he dash

Pull up to the pad, wipe my ass with the flag

I'm just playin', baby, this the land of of the free

Where you can get a Glock and a gram for the cheap

Where you can live yo' dreams, long as you don't look like me

Be a puppet on a string, hangin' from a fuckin' tree

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, drop that ass 'fore it crash

Higher

The sky's fallin', baby, fallin' baby, fallin'

Higher