
If You're Falling (NYC Jazz Rap Version)
[Verse 1] Overthinking on the A-train ride, Mind racing while the skyline slides. Crack a joke just to cut that tension, Same scene, just a different dimension. [Verse 2] Let’s forget who’s keeping score, We’ve been circling like this before. Ain’t a courtroom, ain’t King Kong, Let me flip you one more song. [Pre-Chorus, short spoken] And... [Chorus] If you’re falling, (I’m a half-step late, still catching you, yeah) I’ll fall with you. (Beat drops out, then we slide back through.) If you’re calling, (Off-beat echo, you say my name, I answer two, two, two—) I’m coming through. (Wait… now.) One more night. (hold up—) One more chance. (we bend the time in this slow dance.) Hold me close. (closer than the count, off-time romance.) Slow dance. [Verse 3] Your eyes talk slick in a midnight bar, Every little grin like a falling star. We don’t have to fix this scene tonight, Just miss a beat with me, miss it right. [Verse 4] Maybe we’re a little jazzed up wrong, Living off-tempo but staying strong. One more night’s the only truth I know, Might be just enough to save us both. [Pre-Chorus, short spoken] But... [Chorus] If you’re falling, (I cut across the bar, still land with you.) I’ll fall with you. (Swing left, swing right, off-cue, on-cue.) If you’re calling, (Your voice on the upbeat, I slide on two.) I’m coming through. (Yeah—late, but I’m true.) One more night. (we stretch that bar, we bend that time,) One more chance. (catch the drop on the second glance.) Hold me close. (ride the hush between each snare.) Slow dance. [Bridge] (We’re too close to walk away,) (Too alive to fade to gray.) (If this world keeps pulling us apart—) We’ll be louder than the dark. [Final Chorus] If you’re falling, (beat stutter, bass hum, I lean to you.) I’ll fall with you. (Whisper on the downbeat, truth comes through.) (If this world keeps pulling us apart—) We’ll be louder than the dark. [Final Chorus] If you’re falling, (I drop my line on the off-time, still true.) I’ll fall with you. (We sync in the silence between the two.) If you’re calling, (you on the one, I’m on the four,) I’m coming through. (we clash, then lock like a closing door.) If you’re falling, (backstep, sidestep, still fall with you.) I’ll fall with you. (Off-beat love in a swung-out groove.) If you’re calling, (voice like a horn riff cutting through.) I’m coming through. (Never on time, but always true.) If you’re falling, (we slip the grid, rewrite the chart.) I’ll fall with you. (two stray notes with a jazz-rap heart.) If you’re calling, (beat might drop but my vow stays new.) I’m coming through.

