I fell through (x8)
grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but
i didn't make the grey and i fell through,
now we back with that brand new

off broadway you can find my posse,
cant stop and talk i'll be on my matzi(?),
regular-ass clothes I"m not too flossy,
I still look good i don't care what it cost me

remnants of (?) rest of (?) in me,
if im tryin' to get saucy,
I like my chicks thick and not too bossy,
if my heart gently weeps, its way too softly

channel my chi like Bruce Lee,
who else could it be,
technicolor dashiki,
asses real freaky
banned form Seattle like it came from DC
always have bad brains, you can tell when you see me
what once was hard is now made easy,
please believe me
I might fall threw with a couple of breezies,
can't fail you 'cause i know that you need me

I fell through (x8)
grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but

i didn't make the grey and i fell too,
now we back with that brand new

I fell through on you,
you see you're my boo
you really felt me through and through,
now what am i to do without you
you're like my homie, but deeper
even met my people
got a vivid (?) member of a sleeper(?),
kinda fell on my lap
I remember the beginning, homeless
with a box of beer and some spinach,
now im Champage playing on some pimp shit
Not a reminisce for old flings
This the song I sing
about the hell and the might
and this is all we got
time break
more (?) on some Michael Phelps shit who smokes the pot,
Champions, we fucking rock
I'm sorry 'bout my funky socks,
i thought about it a lot,
your renouncion is hot,
and im clearly, nearly, one of the best to ever rock,
so yo let's hit the block and taste some vodka with me, vodka face.

grace you with my presence and,
i had a couple plans but
i didn't make the grey and i fell too,
now we back with that brand new