Fall Through Glass

[Chorus:]

Though I fall through glass

I am higher than ever

I'm reaching the sky

And I'm holding on



Stop pop shake an ass to this

Now special edition of a fretboard checklist

Living by the funk

Coz they said I stunk

Who laughs now

Oh then she gotta bedunkydunk

Surry is a slide

With an afro beehive

People running hot

When doug is alive

Music's the master

Who rocked the ghetto blaster



[Chorus]



Dirty little mother gonna rock it on the floor

With a beat like this she couldn't ask for more

Got one booty round from a dog pound

Comin' back from the task of a touchdown

And groovin' I was steaming

Now I'm southbound

Little risk of my fears of a hill town

Like I said I'm just here to lay a verse down



[Chorus]



(Trumpet solo)



I am always looking for this

Something but I'm finding nothing

When shall we be released partner

Catch this so I get down mother



[Chorus x2]