Shadow Government Lyrics
"Fallen Out Of Heaven"

[Intro: G-Roc (Izzy Workin)]Yo,
y'all saw the Sheek Entertainment video
(That's right)Specs love the ladies too
(uh-huh)North Yard exclusive shit
(exclusive)[Intro II: Specman
(Izzy Workin)]North Yard, where we make that money
(Preme what up dog?)(B.P.,
what up dog?) Uh-huh (Yanahmean?
We can't let these girls get us down)Uh-uh
(Can't let 'em get us down)[Specman]Aiyo,
things ain't the sameSince you left my life,
as quick as you cameHere come the rain,
but I'm used to the painSpecman brain is stained
(stained), ice water in my veinsHe who wanna get outta
order, go mess with a lameI never changed,
whipped a Range, I remain the samePitch well,
hit sell when it swells ya brainOh no,
oh well, I remain to get mineBut you are my Heaven,
girl, kick you off my cloud nineI move on,
just that quick, say goodbyeDon't cry,
here's a tissue, you could wipe ya eyeSuperstar,
you wanna see me? You could look in the skyI'm doing
just fine, without a worry on my mindBe on the beach
and at least waving a tideSexy young thing sitting
right by my side[Chorus: Anna w/ ad-libs]Feel like
I just walked right out of HeavenFeel like I just walked
right out of HeavenFeel like I just walked right out of HeavenFeel like
I just damn near threw my life awayHey,
hey, hey...[Anna]There's something missing in my lifeAnd
I felt it ever since you leftMy heart beats all the
timeMy feet are moving out of stepWhen I look around
I seePeople moving to a common grooveI lost my rhythm
somewhere nowI'm off-beat cuz of youAnd everywhere
I goI see others so in loveAnd it's so hard to knowJust
what ya fucking upGather words to my own songNow that
ya goneIt feels so out of controlNo more music in my
soul[Chorus][Izzy Workin]Feel like I'm "Fallin",
but I don't see Alicia KeysI see police,
they always trying to arrest meI mean it in New York,
like Stephon MarburyI hustle,
y'all too scary, don't wanna spend time near meIf it's
time to sit up, you got my commissaryGod put us together,
I feel lucky and happyThat's why I wrote this rhyme,
and made this songYou got kids and,
still look sexy in a thongIt's about us,
love you, still got that crushYa working hard,
get props for trying to help usYou're one of a kind,
real women are hard to findI'm glad ya mine,
without diamonds, still'll shine[Chorus][Outro: Izzy
Workin]Yeah, it's another B.
P. ProductionDevious and Specman,
Izzy WorkinUh, 2004 exclusive, it's over...