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The Fall Video (MV)




Performed By: Gray Fox
Length: 2:45
Written by: JOEL MORRIS




Gray Fox - The Fall Lyrics




Like as a kid - he mighta wished upon a star
But as a man a niggas drinkin' while he's fishin' at the bar
Don't bring the whiskey in the car
Like he was speedin' while he drownin'
That purple ain't it royal i was drinkin' so they crown em
How they found em - wasn't lookin' right..
It's) kinna hard to tell - it's dark oh yeah - they wasn't lookin' - right
Surprised he coulda died
Ain't always easy - just as takin' help..
Survivor's mind you have to really wanna save yourself
To make it well..
Away from hell - he made it back - but now it's colder
Runnin' through the flames - but still he got some ashes on his shoulder
Like a stoner...
I'm just glad that shit is over
Kinna funny how we're more apart - now that he's livin' closer
I ain't livin' sober...
Shit is crazy how we go round - i was quick to get a drink
But mom's was wishin' he would slow down
I ain't pickin' up the phone now...
But even then - it's me against himself the critic
Shit it's feelin' like a showdown
Like how it feels - it's like the old sound...
I'm feelin' right at home...
Just like livin' in his own town...
Seen i was up - she like to go down...
She a trip we set a date and we ain't even have to go out...
Well you ain't really livin' - niggas trippin' - shit at any minute - she could have em' henny sippin'
When he's penny pinchin'...
Seen she a vixen - only playin' wit his life
And he can't say Ain't he surprised
Cuz she a lady of the night
So now he gotta pay the price - account - for bein accountable - a pile a bull
But shit - it ain't at all the shit - that it's amounted to
We found a few - what about it's you - well then we found the root
So now the truth - the 2nd step is when we figure how to move...
No check mate - til the rent's paid...
Knew the second act but still anticipated what's the next play...
They hated niggas like a red state
Every dead president and cent saved like Larenz Tate
That typa shit like how you feel when it's a check
They said there ain't a point of shit - if you ain't livin' with respect
But only one is left...
They all the judge - whatchu expect
Biographic or they read his prison sentence in the end
But i ain't finished yet...
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Like as a kid - he mighta wished upon a star
But as a man a niggas drinkin' while he's fishin' at the bar
Don't bring the whiskey in the car
Like he was speedin' while he drownin'
That purple ain't it royal i was drinkin' so they crown em
How they found em - wasn't lookin' right..
It's) kinna hard to tell - it's dark oh yeah - they wasn't lookin' - right
Surprised he coulda died
Ain't always easy - just as takin' help..
Survivor's mind you have to really wanna save yourself
To make it well..
Away from hell - he made it back - but now it's colder
Runnin' through the flames - but still he got some ashes on his shoulder
Like a stoner...
I'm just glad that shit is over
Kinna funny how we're more apart - now that he's livin' closer
I ain't livin' sober...
Shit is crazy how we go round - i was quick to get a drink
But mom's was wishin' he would slow down
I ain't pickin' up the phone now...
But even then - it's me against himself the critic
Shit it's feelin' like a showdown
Like how it feels - it's like the old sound...
I'm feelin' right at home...
Just like livin' in his own town...
Seen i was up - she like to go down...
She a trip we set a date and we ain't even have to go out...
Well you ain't really livin' - niggas trippin' - shit at any minute - she could have em' henny sippin'
When he's penny pinchin'...
Seen she a vixen - only playin' wit his life
And he can't say Ain't he surprised
Cuz she a lady of the night
So now he gotta pay the price - account - for bein accountable - a pile a bull
But shit - it ain't at all the shit - that it's amounted to
We found a few - what about it's you - well then we found the root
So now the truth - the 2nd step is when we figure how to move...
No check mate - til the rent's paid...
Knew the second act but still anticipated what's the next play...
They hated niggas like a red state
Every dead president and cent saved like Larenz Tate
That typa shit like how you feel when it's a check
They said there ain't a point of shit - if you ain't livin' with respect
But only one is left...
They all the judge - whatchu expect
Biographic or they read his prison sentence in the end
But i ain't finished yet...
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Writer: JOEL MORRIS
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