Sky is falling (feat C.L Smooth)

[Verse 1: C.L. Smooth]

C.L. is that living legend

Life is like the number 7

I had to walk through hell just to get to heaven

My weapons a microphone laced with a hot track

Knock it back, this is real hip hop, jack

Coming straight out the New Yiddy, My flow is so gritty

Controlling the whole city, the hood is so with me

In fact I'm God-like, put me in the spotlight

Trump tight, if it ain't rough it ain't right so

Let me do the damn thing, I'm putting it down king

You doubt the kid, bring every song they wanna sing

But son, your sleeping on me, this is why I keep it on me

Believe in fairy tales, this here's the true story

I'm world wide with it, why I 'm so fly with it

The soul brother, number one, wait til I get it

With Nujabes now, turntables keep spinning

Love the way I perform thats why I stay winning

[Verse 2: C.L. Smooth]

How I stay caked up, despite the break up

Fans miss my old group, but see me in the new coupe

Lacing up my new joints and measure my 5 point

You study in detail, this is all C.L. Smooth

So hard with it daddy, so nice with it baby

Like screw y'all, pay me, its really all gravy though

No hard feelings, built to keep it moving

Never asked what you were doing, just keep something brewing

Let it bang, let it pop, like you call that copping

I'm going straight to the top

See we do it for the TV, there stands the MC

Back then it made you, now its gonna make me

Lately, see I'm living life so good

Step my game up, got my street fam out the hood

Let me climb up the charts now, all black art now

Nuja play the flute, while your boy get loose, Uh!

[Verse 3: C.L. Smooth]

You take my space, and put it to my face

Solidify my place, in raps with the paper chase

Who got better taste in women and good living

I'm feeling the whole movement none of you lames do it

I just run through it, it's nothing to me, homie

You know my name ring bells, yeah they all know me

Hold down the fort, here to put it in port

They hound CL Smooth to get the street taught

The ghettos we walk, rapper's insecurity

You know I'm soon to be the poster child for unity

They wanna be me, thats all on my CD

A real O.G. living it fast and free

Let me mold you, show you how I spit lyrics

Know all the words and dont speak a lick of English

I stay global with it, this is why I get it on

It's the top dog, return of the mecca don