The Landing feat. Wasiu

Wasiu 、Apashe -The Landing feat.Wasiu
Wishing for my downfall
Like a shooting star heading to the ground to
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Wishing for my downfall
Like a shooting star heading to the ground to
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Taste the fury of the black fist
Truly giving bars like the jury do the black kids
This ain't a game boys purely for the practice
I verse some they soundbite then turn me to a classic
They love to bring a ni**a up and blast him
Blind him with the plastics and pictures of the crash hit
Put him in the past he looks as them in a casket
I won't be a stat consequences of your actions
Attacking I'm a fallen angel my decent is from the heavens
My whipping is a then the blood is ever reverence
The writing is a method I write it down then death hits
In only words and lines I see the light
And write your sentence
But I'm no messiah I was hired by the most high
To come inspire and breath fire on these false gods
Destroy empires through the wire while you're so high
'Cause I'm not a writer I'm a choir filled with coke lines
Wishing for my downfall
Like a shootin'star heading to the ground to
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Wishing for my downfall
Like a shootin'star heading to the ground to
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Wishing for my downfall
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Bars are sent stars are ending this is armageddon
Songs are gettin'blown call my squad it's on the terrace
I spark attention 'cause I'm smart and darts
I'm from the gospel when I talk it must be condescending
This ain't for stardom this for starving bellies
How many artists jelly probly many
I'm laughin'at the videos I'm calling many
Let's get this party started where my bottle of henny
Collision course I'll blow you all away
But with precision hear my targets for they said
My penmanship is sharper than your barber's blade
They couldn't catch the so they caught a fade
I couldn't catch my temper so I caught a case
They couldn't catch me slipping so I got away
To the old heads thet be sayin'that we all the same
Don't try to sign me man I probly know your daughter's name
Almost there I'm getting closer see the grind approaching
You're looking hopeless 'cause I'm so big that I'm out of focus
The game explosive grab my shoulders I'm 'bout to blow sh*t
Catch a free ride on the motion like a stolen opus
Yeah wishing for my downfall
Like a shooting star heading to the ground to
I ain't worried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw
Wishing for my downfall
Like a shooting star heading to the ground to
I ain't woried I ain't mad that's the plan though
Imma crash land right into your damn jaw