10..9..8 Ignition start, engines on 5..4..3..2..1 All running, launch commence
(chorus)(2x) I'm high up in the air, I'm the turbulence But when it comes to work, I'm serving it
(Esham) Street lords to my niggas, boy, clockin' figures fuck with the work, just to make my pockets bigger Keep my on the trigger, of a AK, One to yo dome, I'll make your whole soul quiver Shiver like the cold winter, like in December Yo bitch beggin me, to put the dick up in her She was riding on it hard, and the turbulence I hit it from the back, but she said I was it She told me not to cum, before I was squirtin it I fuckin' get up, right I do my dirt in it I make the bed rock, but my name a Mosely ki', 36 Oz.'s, a little whoadie
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Reel life's my production, no you niggas aint Wit' nothing I'm doin' I was raised up in the And I'm high up in the air and I'm feeling the Flying on my carpet rockin' a turban, bitch Droppin' bombs on well deserving it Comin through beatin' down the disturbin' shit Esham possessed, by the sons of When I go to sleep, I about money, power, and bombs Bitch, you better recognize, the of the mob Niggas all my game up, like Spongebob I dance, I boogie, it's true I cut the head off the devil, and I'll it at you
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May-day, May-Day, throw the coke out on the If the D.E.A. come my way, they gettin' I'm about 100, the wrong way up the runway I it was a Monday, but it was a black Sunday I was up in the air, and feeling the turbulence Jumpin' out of planes, wit' no parachute, on some shit through the air, with the greatest of ease Things fall to they knees, snitches the police We be high up in the air, and the turbulence Floating on the black benz, the purple shit Just like the hood, when the ghetto birds it search light, I just might murk you bitch!
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