Sometimes, you just know You know, that's all
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on I've been waitin' for this moment for all my on, hold on
The best of you all niggas remind me of myself when I was When it was hunger that the nigga from goin' under And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my 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 ass to see what it does to you When you stand up an see I'm just showin' love to you Other niggas would put a through you, over your ends
Caps I fucked are real, but hey those are your friends It's just you got comin' sometimes you don't know you askin' for, did you ask for more? Should the casket door swing here, it is An you was a killer, you swore you'd never run died with his gun still up in the holster It is comin' in the air, yeah it's closer
I can feel it in the air tonight, hold on I've been for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
I see life through many shades of grays and I take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks When I make that you cats have violent dreams Takes another dog to be to hear my silent screams The got a hold on me an he won't let go I can feel the Lord but he movin' dead slow Let them know amidst all this confusion of us may do the winnin' But we all do the losin' just who does the choosin'
Easy goin' up or down what have you been Jus' that you were ground Bitch seen the bullshit, but never on it And I know that deep down you really don't it I would've traded the chance of bein' the child a father Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when 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 in the air tonight, hold on I've been for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
There's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cuz outta my hands Lotta niggas I let ride, but it's not in my An a lot of my mans is not through the fog by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue Full moon, aro, the howlin', err and growlin', shh, an Don't know love, can't love means you gonna need more love Than on old thug, but up, roll up
Talkin' out the of your mouth is what's gonna let niggas know Why you bad in your house, when lie up to your spouse her it was suicide But you an I both the truth, for we'd never die nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob 'Cuz you dead up in the fog, an your head by the log I can smell it in the air, I can when it's there This is hell an we both here, can you feel it? Tell me
I can feel it in the air tonight, hold on I've waitin' for this moment for all my life on, hold on
Arf, arf Aro, aro Whoo, whoo,