Lyrics:
the air
If there's any way out I can't find it anywhere
[Chorus]
But I'll never say die
Never say die
I ain't givin' in or givin' up without a try
the street
With bundles of that ghetto love, to give it to kids
Momma said, never get high on your own supply
Especially if you plan to leave this hood
The diving man's coming up for air
'Cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair
By the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here
As she goes under
raining down like a storm
Ain't no thinking about a thing
I'm living each day with faith
God is my supply
I'm never running out of grace
I'm spending all my
The diving man's coming up for air
'Cause the crowd all love pulling dolly by the hair
By the hair
And she wonders how she ever got here
As she goes under
leave it in you're averix
Then shoot it it the air, whatever I have left
Outlaw, simply I out draw y'all
Wether clubs or the street, I out ball y'all
Sugar Magnolia blossom's blooming
Head's all empty and I don't care
Saw my baby down by the river
Knew she'd have to come up soon for air
Sweet
anguished cries trampled by
Boots on either side
Now with bloodshot eyes we look
Out beyond earth's gate
Seeking new planets to plant seeds of hate
Yeah
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
, the air
One time for the westside, westside, let me see them
Hands up in the air, the air (what? D-Town)
And two times if you love G.O.O.D. Music
Hands
It must have been love
But it's over now
Lay a whisper on my pillow
Leave the winter on the ground
I wake up lonely, this air of silence
In
laughed
And I loved you so
In Chicago I know we had it all
It was real, it was love
Only in Chicago
Love is in the air in Chicago
There's a magic
much sorrow."
She hears the baby waking up downstairs.
She hears the foghorn calling out across the sound.
Repetition in the morning air is just too
a dance floor
you get what you're given it's all how you use it
I've been a girl with her finger in the air Unaffected by rumors the truth I don't care
wanna go
'Cause it's all for the love of rock and roll
Hear my music in the air, and I'm losing control
I don't care what you heard, I don't care
a dance floor
You get what you're given it's all how you use it
I've been a girl with her finger in the air
Unaffected by rumors the truth I don't care
My love is a fever
My love is a fable
My love is jazz licks
Improvised by toddlers
Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme
And firelight
My love is
the red hot love that we are making
Raindrops, passionate raindrops
That brings out all the fire that we have within
Raindrops cover every spot
Right
, the air
One time for the westside, westside, let me see them
Hands up in the air, the air (what? D-Town)
And two times if you love G.O.O.D. Music
Hands
want my love
Well I, heard the crowd singin' out of tune
As they, sat and sang Auld Lang Syne by the light of the moon
I heard the preachers bangin'
side by side
In this wilderness of danger and beauty
Lived three brothers, bonded by love
Their hearts full of joy
They ask now for guidance
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
a dance floor
You get what you're given it's all how you use it
I've been a girl with her finger in the air
Unaffected by rumors the truth I don't
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