Sometimes, you just know You just know, all
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on I've been waitin' for moment for all my life on, hold on
The best of you all remind me of myself when I was younger When it was hunger that the nigga from goin' under And you wonder, why I pat you on head, smile Look in your eyes and thank the for my child Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta you and I hope you can take it leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it Gotta put you on your ass to see it does to you When you stand up an see I'm just showin' love to you Other niggas put a slug through you, over your ends
Caps I fucked with are real, but hey those are your just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know What you askin' for, did you ask for Should the casket swing here, it is done An thought you was a killer, you swore you'd run Nigga died with his gun still up in the It is in the air, yeah it's getting' closer
I can it comin' in the air tonight, hold on I've been waitin' for this for all my life on, hold on
I see through many shades of grays and blacks I could that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks When I make that you fake cats have violent another dog to be able to hear my silent screams The devil got a hold on me an he let go I can feel the Lord pullin' but he dead slow Let know that amidst all this confusion of us may do the winnin' But we all do the losin' it's just who does the
Easy goin' up or what have you been provin'? Jus' that you fuckin' ground Bitch seen the bullshit, but spoke on it And I know that down you really don't want it I would've traded the chance of bein' the with a father Movin' talent and able to survive when it's harder My balance on the beams of life, keep my dreams in strife That's why I hit these streets at night on
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on I've waitin' for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
There's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cuz it's my hands Lotta I let ride, but it's not in my plans An a lot of my mans is not through the fog Families by the truckload, feedin' to the morgue moon, aro, the howlin', err and growlin', shh, an prowlin' Don't know love, can't love That you gonna need more love Than on old thug, but up, roll up
Talkin' out the side of your mouth is gonna let niggas know Why you bad in house, when they lie up to your spouse her it was suicide But you an I both knew the truth, for we'd die nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob 'Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's head by the log I can smell it in the air, I can tell it's there is hell an we both here, can you feel it? Tell me yeah
I can it comin' in the air tonight, hold on been waitin' for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
Arf, arf Aro, aro Whoo, whoo,