Lyrics
"Feel It In the Air" (S.Side Version)
written by : Jerz tp
produced by : Unknown Artist
co-produced by : S.I.N. Productions
Verse 1 :
somethin' on the block caught me,
someone on the block taught me,
stand alone and stop movin' with them flocks homie,
you got a talent, start usin' what you got homie,
cause doin' violence got you losin' all you got homie,
look at you, look around at ya town,
...listen close to the sounds of ya town,
now, tell me what you hear,
act like it's nothin' to fear,
something' is near, something is here,
yeah, yo,
and I'm feelin' it's breath,
nearer to death,
each minute droppin' tears when I step,
damn, and it's hard to maintain when it's,
ya man touched by God's hand, it ain't the same is it?,
nah, so I try to keep my head above water,
away from them wolves, cause the wolves lead ya to slaughter,
away from the addicts,
cause that type of static gets you caught with the matics,
wind-up listed critical as ya status
Verse 2 :
26, still alive, but I,
know the clock's tickin', slippin' tryin' to stay above tide,
yo, the streets got a pull on me,
scars from the hardknock of schools on me,
so what you tryin' to pull on me?,
nigga, yo, yeah I've been through it all,
seen the greatest fall,
cowards stand tall and plan wars,
seen the beast swallow the streets piece by piece,
the calmest niggas grabin' heat puttin' niggas to sleep,
and things are gettin' worse on the block,
used to run, then we cursed at the cops, now we burstin' the glocks,
servin' rocks like it's the purpose we got,
tomorrow's never guarenteed so we just work what we got,
and it's sad to say,
but I can name several reasons why the magnum sprays,
this is real talk, for cats tryin' to survive,
dodgin' death every moment alive
Verse 3 :
close your eyes,
take it back to a place of nursery rhymes,
feelin' warm inside, before you ever saw your first crime,
back to when a lie was still a small lie,
before a lie became another mans time to say good bye,
yo, homicides, feens sellin there bodys just ta get high
thugs on every corner, quick ta hand a kid a nine to do his crime,
puss out and let the youth do the time,wright.
think back to when you took your own breaths,
never thought you grow to be the one on the corner predictin' who's next,
soliciting, making your own threats,
forgetin' about your idles, whos steps you wanted to make next,
not rememberin' when you were a kid hittin' the ball over the fence,
walkin' on the moon, or runnin' for president,
we need to change to ensure the outcome of our deliverence,
makin a difference, freedom's a gift don't make it a privledge,
stop ignorin' and make our society our own business,
instead of becoming a pawn in a business takin' away our reason for existence,
