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Feel It In The Air

Album: N/A
By:
Muzzy

Duration

3:53

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Song recorded over Beanie SIgel's Feel It In The Air...

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Lyrics

(Muzzy) I been taught to see the beauty in pain I learned from my mistakes 'cause it would be stupid to do them in vain I done been on the strip and moved piff with the 'caine But I'd rather rap, 'cause me on tracks, is like fluid with flames Imma prove to all you niggas that was second guessin My ex thinking to herself i should of never left him Now me and the 7's, we on another level I pray to God to come and help me shake off the devil Now I remain real in the midst of all these sillicone humans Grab my pen and watch how my heart and words bleed through it Pray to God for my friends and Family, That i never lose em And the power thats invested in me to never misuse it Music saved me from living a savage life If I aint have to play then that would of been a tragic night And I couldnt cry when my grandma passed away that night Its been dark so long that I reject and move back from light (Shawn)Just cause you know my name don't mean you a friend of me Niggas talkin wild behind my back they my enemies The new girls tryna get with me The new ones tryna get the "D" I use to think I can solve problems with my money Thats until some niggas came and they took it from me Moms taught me a lesson Put your faith in God and you'll get a blessing But I aint care I did what I wanted to These li'l niggas thinking they hard until they run into you What ever happened to running the one Ya niggas think ya tough with ya team behind that gun Ya aint 'bout that life Tryna pop that man but ya aim aint right Everybody tryna get they name up But ain't even tryna get they weight up (Muzzy)I aint never been a trouble maker But I realize the money double when the bubble baking So I moved to the block and learned a couple hustle basics Gave to my brothers and watch how the struggle escaped 'em All these niggas think they hardcore Until some bullets come and fly through they car door Got me wondering is this who you really are You perpetrating is gon' find you in a squad car My girl think I'm cheating Cuz I make sure that I'm M.I.A on the weekends When I was younger I was ignorant but now I peep it Ima rep the 7 'till the day I'm under cement I risk it all for the life that I'm dreamin 'bout 7 Clap Salute you gotta respect it the team is out None of these niggas is about the life that they seem about I'm the janitor the mic is my broom Ima clean 'em out When I get up in the booth I give it all i got On the battlefield my loyalty make me throw all my shots No money scheme is outlandish I run with the bandits That will have you on camera like candid My words show so much passion I don't care 'bout no fashion Cuz nigga what's a dollar when you gone Ya bones'll rot in cemetery Peep my concepts and remember me legendary

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