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 feeling the But when it to work, I'm magnificent serving it
(Esham) lords to my niggas, cheddar boy, clockin' figures Only fuck with the work, just to make my bigger my finger on the trigger, of a AK, One shot to yo dome, I'll make your whole soul Shiver like the winter, like Detroit in December Yo bitch kept beggin me, to put the up in her She was riding on it hard, and the turbulence I hit it the back, but she said I was hurtin it She told me not to cum, before I was squirtin it I get up, right after I do my dirt in it I make the bed rock, but my a Rita Mosely Whole ki', 36 Oz.'s, a whoadie
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life's my production, no you niggas aint fuckin' Wit' nothing that I'm I was up in the ruins And I'm high up in the air and I'm the turbulence Flying on my magic carpet rockin' a turban, Droppin' on mothafuckers well deserving it Comin through beatin' down the block disturbin' Esham possessed, by the of Saddam I go to sleep, I dream about money, power, and bombs Bitch, you better recognize, the of the mob Niggas soaking all my up, like Spongebob I don't dance, I boogie, true I cut the off the devil, and I'll throw 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 doin' about 100, the wrong way up the I it was a Monday, but it was a black Sunday I was high up in the air, and the turbulence Jumpin' out of planes, wit' no parachute, on some bird through the air, with the greatest of ease Things to they knees, snitches tell the police We be up in the air, and feelin' the turbulence Floating on the benz, blowing the purple shit Just like the hood, when the ghetto birds it Infrared light, I just might murk you bitch!
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