Tinchy Stryder - I'm Landing lyrics
[Tinchy Stryder - I'm Landing lyrics]
Yo, you gotta feel this
Yeah, you gotta feel this
Hey yo, it's that mad, lifestyle's emotional
It's that sad
I missed my mum's birthday, had a show
That bad
Ups and downs, mishaps, problems mount
That large
Street clowns and hood rats are speaking out
They're that loud i'm focused, music
In and out I'm breathing it
Close ones, they miss me
They're really not feeling it
I ain't seen my girl for days
Ain't seen my bed for days
Something keeps me going
I'm enjoying every bit of it
Every little bit of it, you gotta feel this
Wiley said, "Tinch, you gotta kill this"
And that was '03, and now I've got this
Straight up original
I ain't dealing with no remix
Had it all planned out and the man
Dem was a part of it music game's fucked up
It's nuttin' like we thought of it
Messed up, it's all a bit mad
I'm trying to work with it
Let me do the hard part
Then we'll all have some fun with it
Here I come, I'm landing, I'm landing
But there's no one around
Me where I'm standing
I'm nearly there, I'm counting, counting
Step by step, we climb mountains
Yeah, and they're telling me I'm better off
Telling me I'm doing well
Look into their eyes and I clearly
See I've pissed them off snakes
Talk about me so hard like "have
You seen Stryder's new car? No keys
Pushes one button then he's off start"
Off guard
Not me I'll be walking on the moon tonight
Not scarred but who's to know how
Deep I really bleed inside?
Yeah, but I'm a Virgo, not a Gemini
I can see the future and I'm
Done with these silly guys
No time for many games, lava mouth
Spitting flames
Now things have fully changed
I'm trying to get the plaques in frames yeah
But they won't let me do my thing
Stop trying to block up my road up
I can switch my lanes
In my face they're smiling up
Behind my back they're lining up
The day I dig myself a hole
Push me down deep enough
My head's telling me mad things
Like "pick it up, let it off"
I go with my heart and my bag's packed
I'm jetting off
So I ask, why? why?
I ain't getting no answers again I ask, why?
Still ain't getting the answer
I'm taking my chances
Here I come, I'm landing, I'm landing
Yeah, you gotta feel this
Hey yo, it's that mad, lifestyle's emotional
It's that sad
I missed my mum's birthday, had a show
That bad
Ups and downs, mishaps, problems mount
That large
Street clowns and hood rats are speaking out
They're that loud i'm focused, music
In and out I'm breathing it
Close ones, they miss me
They're really not feeling it
I ain't seen my girl for days
Ain't seen my bed for days
Something keeps me going
I'm enjoying every bit of it
Every little bit of it, you gotta feel this
Wiley said, "Tinch, you gotta kill this"
And that was '03, and now I've got this
Straight up original
I ain't dealing with no remix
Had it all planned out and the man
Dem was a part of it music game's fucked up
It's nuttin' like we thought of it
Messed up, it's all a bit mad
I'm trying to work with it
Let me do the hard part
Then we'll all have some fun with it
Here I come, I'm landing, I'm landing
But there's no one around
Me where I'm standing
I'm nearly there, I'm counting, counting
Step by step, we climb mountains
Yeah, and they're telling me I'm better off
Telling me I'm doing well
Look into their eyes and I clearly
See I've pissed them off snakes
Talk about me so hard like "have
You seen Stryder's new car? No keys
Pushes one button then he's off start"
Off guard
Not me I'll be walking on the moon tonight
Not scarred but who's to know how
Deep I really bleed inside?
Yeah, but I'm a Virgo, not a Gemini
I can see the future and I'm
Done with these silly guys
No time for many games, lava mouth
Spitting flames
Now things have fully changed
I'm trying to get the plaques in frames yeah
But they won't let me do my thing
Stop trying to block up my road up
I can switch my lanes
In my face they're smiling up
Behind my back they're lining up
The day I dig myself a hole
Push me down deep enough
My head's telling me mad things
Like "pick it up, let it off"
I go with my heart and my bag's packed
I'm jetting off
So I ask, why? why?
I ain't getting no answers again I ask, why?
Still ain't getting the answer
I'm taking my chances
Here I come, I'm landing, I'm landing