Sometimes, sometimes you just You know, that's all
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on I've been for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
The of you all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' And you wonder, why I pat you on head, smile Look in your eyes and the Lord for my child Meanwhile, somethin' I show you and I hope you can take it Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you it Gotta put you on your ass to see it does to you When you stand up an see that I'm just love to you Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your
Caps I fucked with are real, but hey those are your It's just you got comin' sometimes you don't know you askin' for, did you ask for more? Should the casket door here, it is done An thought you was a killer, you you'd never run Nigga with his gun still up in the holster It is comin' in the air, yeah it's closer
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on I've been for this moment for all my life on, hold on
I see life many shades of grays and blacks I could take that an hit 'em with the tracks I make that you fake cats have violent dreams Takes 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 movin' dead Let them know that amidst all confusion Some of us may do the But we all do the losin' just who does the choosin'
Easy goin' up or down what have you been Jus' you were fuckin' ground seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it And I know that deep down you really want it I would've traded the chance of the child with a father Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when harder My balance on the high beams of life, my dreams in strife That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at on
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, on been waitin' for this moment for all my life Hold on, on
There's a lotta that 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 mans is not seein' the fog Families by the truckload, feedin' to the morgue Full moon, aro, the howlin', err and growlin', shh, an Don't know love, can't love That means you 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 they lie up to your 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 up in the fog, an that's your head by the log I can smell it in the air, I can tell it's there This is hell an we both here, can you feel it? me yeah
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,