It’s In The Air

Yeah
 I need somethin' from David Ruffin right now
 Where you at David? Kick some shit for me, cuh
 (It's in the air) yeah
 (It's everywhere) ha-ha, yeah
 Uncle Murda
 I know you with me, nigga
 (It's in the air) it's in the air
 (It's everywhere) I smell you, nigga
 Ha-ha, Snoop, I feel it in the air
 West Coast, East Coast, you know the vibes
 I used to be a soldier, nigga, I did what I was told
 Bossed up, got niggas under me now that I control
 Got interrogated for homicides, I ain't never fold
 Sold drugs, sold pussy, ain't never sell my soul (no)
 Got shot, shot niggas, I been through all that shit (that true)
 Wanted Jordans back when my mama couldn't afford them shits (she couldn't)
 Watching her struggle made me not wanna be a civilian
 Acquired the finer things in life by being a villain (bang)
 If you ain't played the field, you wouldn't understand my story
 All them robberies we committed back then was mandatory (they was)
 All your niggas might not be there for you when you need them (woo)
 You gon' find out who is who when you fighting for your freedom (woo)
 You in a gang, you'd be a fool to think everyone loyal
 My kids don't know nothing 'bout struggling, all of them spoiled (they good!)
 That's why I do this shit, thought y'all niggas knew this shit
 If I can't put food on they table, I'ma start shooting shit (bang)
 It's in the air, it's everywhere
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 (Said, it's in the air)
 It's in the air, it's everywhere
 (Ooh-ooh)
 Let me in this motherfucker, Murda
 When yo-yonder, we ponder, slip raindrops
 Shit don't stop, we be rocking 'til the pain stops
 Meditate, take a hit and levitate
 Sit your ass down, boy, let me get your head straight (woo)
 Look into my eyes 'til your pupils dilate
 And if you really want that smoke, then I must annihilate
 Fly away (fly away-way-way) with no one
 'Pon my return, I'm on one (yes)
 Which leads me to plead the fifth (yeah)
 On the sixth and the seventh, I was blowing an eighth
 On the ninth and the tenth, I was back in LA
 On the 11th and the 12th, I was in the UK
 Ask anybody, regulate it, separate it
 A tall glass of orange juice, concentrate it
 Spraying niggas down with the sucker repellant
 So you can smell what I'm smoking, and you can see what I'm selling, nigga
 It's in the air, it's everywhere
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 It's in the air, it's everywhere
 Ooh-ooh
 Yeah, it's in the air
 And I'm talking 'bout love, love is in the air
 See, love is a deadly word though
 It's a thin line between love and hate, my nigga
 See, 'cause a nigga could hate you so much, right?
 But he really love you