Airwaves (feat. Timo G & JamboNotJames)

This is a cloud 9 production... TIMO G I made the team I been on the ball Reigning supreme we phenomenal Royalty with the magic Loyalty yeah we back it squad Oh God oh lord Write with the pen and I Fight with the sword Underground overlord Run the town with my sword that's lyrical Heavenly miracle lyrically ready for war Spiritually ready for more Kick in the door Heavy and raw Younger and savage The hunger I had it Said come on let's have it With my arms stretched Till my last breath Scream Under the Planet Elegant tight rhyme scheme On a level you might never see Eloquence fight with the hype energy But I just harness carnage And if the artist garbage Graff gets lined on the street Thats another blasted target Remember the long long days on the bike I was making shots Now I'm On stage and I'm rocking the mic And it's taking off Trapped in the flats And I rapped on the stairways Now I got tracks on the airwaves Man will get jacked for his air jays Jacked for his cash on the main road Stashing the pack and I change clothes Play with the pot and I raise dough Preying to god like we play shows Because you know that we get it in You gotta watch out for them ones You gotta watch out for them ones Confusion off which way JamboNotJames Yo We're all walking open wound bleeding Don't take life too serious you know I'm just meeming Why they stealing Every ray of light Out in streets day and night Another sofa sleep tight (Sleep tight) Gazing into the endless abyss Is what it is Just don't go bananas and split It's just a myth Nothings certain but the hurting I'm swerving Squish it under my boot like bubonic vermin Spread the message like corona Since you I been a loner That still knows ya Now your old news like Ebola Native soldier Problem solver Still ain't got a Sherlock Part of their flock Out here like you what Nothing to stop the invasion Still I'm chilling feeling like an alien Where's my spaceship While the leaches shapeshift Fake like your girlfriends facelift Trapped in the flats And I rapped on the stairways Now I got tracks on the airwaves Man will get jacked for his air jays Jacked for his cash on the main road Stashing the pack and I change clothes Play with the pot and I raise dough Preying to god like we playing shows Because you know that we get it in You gotta watch out for them ones You gotta watch out for them ones