Sometimes, sometimes you know You just know, all
I can feel it in the air tonight, hold on I've been waitin' for this moment for all my Hold on, on
The best of you all niggas 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 your head, Look in your eyes and thank the for my child Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you and I hope you can it Gonna leave you in the desert, and I that you make it Gotta put you on ass to see what it does to you When you stand up an see that I'm just love to you Other would put a slug through you, over your ends
Caps I fucked with are real, but hey are your friends It's just what you got comin' sometimes you know What you for, did you ask for more? Should the casket swing here, it is done An thought you was a killer, you you'd never run died with his gun still up in the holster 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 life through many shades of and blacks I could take an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks When I make that you fake have violent dreams Takes another dog to be able to hear my screams The got a hold on me an he won't let go I can feel the pullin' but he movin' dead slow Let them know that all this confusion Some of us may do the But we all do the it's just who does the choosin'
goin' up or down what have you been provin'? Jus' that you fuckin' ground seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it And I know that down you really don't want it I would've traded the of bein' the child with a father talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder My on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife That's why I hit motherfuckin' streets at night on
I can feel it in the air tonight, hold on I've been waitin' for this for all my life Hold on, on
There's a lotta shit I let slide, 'cuz it's outta my hands Lotta niggas I let ride, but it's not in my An a lot of my is not seein' 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 means you gonna need love Than on old thug, but up, roll up
Talkin' out the side of your mouth is what's gonna let know Why you bad in your house, they 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 here, can you feel it? Tell me yeah
I can feel it in the air tonight, hold on been waitin' for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
Arf, arf Aro, aro Whoo, whoo,