So what I do? I still take heathe, I still listen
Extra clips, still clappin' wit that same larkin'
You niggas actin' like you will
Nigga it ain't an us, or we, or I'ma thing
I'm still afloat, I ain't tha captain of tha yatch
But I'm on a boat, I ain't actin' what I'm not, knowin' that I don't
It's like they tryna plot a set on me
I can feel it in the air
Man, tha other 5 time to show you, just know you
I know my mind ain't playin' tricks on me
Ready to go bananas
I hear this voice in tha back of my mind
Damn, I feel it in tha air, you not sincere
Like mack tighten up ya circle before they hurt you
Same black parka, same Uzi
I can feel it in the air
85 percent communication non-verbal
I can feel it in the air
I'ma say, I swear I feel somethin' honestly
I still shine bright like a prism
Feel somethin', got my radars up
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
Then pull they strings, you tha puppet master
I go thru it, so you wouldn't do it after me
You niggas chose to ride that shit, 'sault wit it?
I still close my eyes, I still see visions
Can't tell me nuttin' different, my nose twitchin'
I can hear it in your voice
Not bitchin', I'm just still cautious
But I know you won't, you won't
85 percent swear they know you, 10 percent you know they stories
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
Body get stiff, so levitate
Play ya cards, go against all odds
I can hear it in your voice
Fuck them other bastards, man, watch who you puffin' after
I can hear it in your voice
Shoot for tha moon, if you miss you still amongst those stars
As for me, I'm still circlin' tha block before I'm parkin'
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
Somethin' goin' on, I feel funny
Read they body language
Knowin' one day that He'll ask for me
I can feel it in the air
Ya handshake ain't matchin' ya smile, you niggas foul
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
Still hear that voice in tha back of my mind
My words still skippin' thru air, I know you cant, don't, won't get it
I ain't skitz, hommie, ain't nobody drop a mick on me
Ask for my sins, no one to feel His wrath for me
Foul picture quotin', scriptures from Revelation
Why do I speak blasphemy?
It's a good bad karma thing, this a song man
Intuition settin' in like steel vision
Can you feel it, can you feel it floatin'?
I can hear it in your voice
I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at hammers
I still paint that perfect picture
Just talk shit an' got tha devil waitin'
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it in the air
I read between tha lines of ya eyes to ya brows
Two vests on me, two techs, extra clips on me
