Falling Out The Sky

She dropped a load on me before they closed the door I be with nobody who know what's goin on inside My father body swollen behind my eyes I ain't cried for him in time The return solar, we on the ride forward The reverse not workin' Sometimes we collide, the Black sky full of supernovas And stars that died, no lie I'm still rootin' for us, two foots in the soil Rhymes forged that conjoin us to the cosmic Spliff burning like crude oil, cool water drip like osmosis I'll set the mood for ya, you know the vibes Today, I got time for it, run Forrest Five on me like I'm Bob Horry for the tribe slime Mamba mentality, stars fallin' out of the sky, Sly He was a star, when I got him, he was a star Sly told you that everybody is a star The only problem is some people haven't been Put in the dipper and poured back on the world Woke up on the west coast for the first time in my life Drove cross-country but I remember those flights Genuflected when I heard the weed price White boys with the weed pipes, sunny days, sunny nights Mighty clouds and Northern Lights I was always bright, so no sooner than we touched down I'm seeing how we could get home and be right It's hard to live in the moment but I guess I had a gift, Hawaiian so potent zoning off bong rips I painted houses all summer, they paid by the shift My boss was an enterprising white kid, eagle-eyed Everything you did, shit gig, but I didn't quit Mjg & Eightball spitting out the whip Spliffs with kief at the tip It felt sleepy at night but I liked that Felt like you could relax, like you could disappear Like I wasn't surrounded by the past Months passed and we goin' back and in the back of my mind The plan already hatched The door panels already stashed Illinois State Trooper just waiting For time and space to cross our path Walking four corners of God's country Group calisthenics in morning fog Catskill views, cats still yawning Few hundred miles from hot garbage and smog '89 find Air Max 90 first run Fresh lungs, sweet blood, light bugs spark blackness Back at the annex past bedtime, kissing, praying nobody catch us Zapped, baby powder homie's sock if you fell asleep first Pummel body la di da, batteries added vicious cycle Hurt people, hurt people Days of summer carefree, haven't found an equal We all knew the Isleys before the Beatles Red moon over the rec room in direction of discovering Idle time wondering, thumbing '70s Ebony mags Dripping red icee on the pages Learned to swim in a pool Where a boy drowned last year, wax in my ear I heard voices I couldn't make out in the deep end When I dipped my head under, come again Burrs stuck to my socks Pinch every few steps on the way to the graveyard Old man Cropsey's head in my footlocker