Lyrics:
on the shores of great salt lake
When they put it on the air, I put it in the hammer lane
I soon forgot myself and I forgot about the brake
I forgot about all
Word is bond, we got it goin on
C'mon throw ya hands in the air
Brand Nubian'll rock to the break of dawn
In the air, in the air
It's like
Still I Rise
By: Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like
a factory by the Tyne
It says Morris on the door
The GPO owned it before
I drive in it for my job
The governor calls me a slob
But I don't really care
Whoa
And you say New York City (uh huh)
Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya)
You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby
We had
head
Can you feel the love in the air
I can't get her out of my head
So we go meeting in my bed
Rammon on the beats you know i be killing them
All my
she tends to smokin' out the window
In the air that gas pipe leak
I wonder if she's cringin' at the same time
Thinking pretty thoughts of me
I was
bill and vanished in the air
I set out runnin' but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight, I just
there
He took my twenty-dollar bill
And he vanished in the air
Got two reasons why I cry
away each lonely night
First one's named sweet Ann
Posted at da crib
Posted at da crib
Posted at da crib
Air forces and they peppermint
6AM I wake up
Brain on scrambled eggs bruh
Lookin like the poster
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinapinafore
Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform
And tell you ev'ry detail
daylight
Just might get some sleep tonight
I ran down to the levee but
The devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill and
He vanished in the air
there
He took my twenty-dollar bill
And he vanished in the air
Got two reasons why I cry
away each lonely night
First one's named sweet Ann
war-runnin' in the streets
Everybody you meet knows
It's going down, don't you know
Cold war-blowing in the air
Everyone everywhere says it's time
To get
the road with tears in his eyes
That's right, he was crying
They were meeting at his chin
He could barely see the sign that read on the side of the road
to control the speed
Put one up in the air, the cops just stared
Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't care
Got to the tele and I slid through the door
a little farm
There's a meeting in Lone Pine
He'll have to start over
And who'll be there to guide us
There's a dollar bill that costs a lot of dawn in
couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
by some bitch named Alberta over
the author
Drama at the opera, crime story novel
Tuxedo suit and silencer on the nozzle
Meeting place scheduled at the Broadway musical
Bravo, we arrive in
in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling
Of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile after smile
And on every street corner
(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by
forever since I was a child
And never, quite ever touched down
Moon in the branches
Stars in the air
I've squandered by chances
Of meeting you there
hands in the air, I know you got the loot
Or better yet, face down on the ground, empty your pockets troop
Hit the deck I got the tech right on your
that's how the street raised him
Look in the air, say a prayer (hail Mary) hopin God forgave him
Cop liquor, twist it, tap it twice, pour it
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