Fall Back

Lyrics for Fall Back

Might be a bit unorthodox, but just let me cook, man I'm just gonna... Stir everything up, you know? Get me 'round the stove All types of shit could happen, man French toast, brioche bread Thick cut bacon, fluffy eggs No, my client will not be naked for the magazine spread But remains open to other cockamamie notions And forms of co-opting Group was McLaughlin Had the co-op hopping like Mao At the Co-Op, Stringer Bell Moving fast, Benny Hill Fell in love, fucked, grew apart, broke up And it's only Thursday (no) And it's only Thursday Thirsty in the worst way She dismounted with a curtsy Stuck the landing, gold medals jangling I'm feeling like Jane Fonda's cannon Luckily cannabis his constant companion Crisp as the skin on that Wu-Tang salmon Grudgingly put his name in the fuckin' canon! Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Game ain't the same, but he still watch like a bookie And kept strange strains, black girl scout cookies Made it right with two wrongs By moonlight burnt the barn Local beef sustainably farmed Passed your number one draft pick the bong Said son, there's more where that came from On my knees getting God up to speed Still found a way to bury the lede Blackface chimney sweep Swam from Robben Island to your all-white beach When he's gone your moms might weep Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he's the best, let's not argue Just say he the best, let's not argue Just say he the best, let's not argue Just say he the best, let's not argue Just say he the best, let's not argue The Good die, I'm still standing Dim Sum with Henry Canyons Everything was banging Late show out in LA, I'm Gary Shandling Afterwards she said this just can't happen I'm sensing a pattern And she still wear the ring, cold like Saturn Dove deep dark ponds, the heart wants Carte blanche, she wet like good hope, but still said no Easin' off that good dope, you already know Sick wit' it, said she liked how the dick fitted And the angle it bend, but we all know how this shit ends Ooh, just say he's the best, let's not argue