D-Block Lyrics
"I Can Feel It In Da Air"

sort of like the wind blowing man get shot in the head
thats the end for em like ghost face on da them purple
tapes everybody working late tryin to make perculate
like da kite on a *breazy day did things the fast way
to live like the esay way but it dont right to me so
i gotta pray to god dat he shorted right to me dat
the cops going come soon real hot outside somebody
ganna pop soon sombody get locked up tryin to get rich
so those bricks gettin chopped up like segal in the
sell n***** he can feel the evil right now he up in
hell n***** u sayin go hard or go home s*** you the
gost stayin floating in ya own zone

either you a felon or you dead or telling or running
behind a nappy head bitch that be yelling i dont wanna
relax with the stars i just want the finances to match
with the bars the drought is comeing the bullets went
through his back and out his stomach the world keeps
turning be one in a box and one the imfermery they
going to always need cheeba the dust juice is biting
i need me a three liter more money for me then i can
really turn it up on them with twenties a c hateing
in the worst way shorties comeing home violating on
they first day lighting the purple tighten your circle
because when the hateing comeing from home base it hurts you

i see them schemeing they think i'm dreaming but i
aint sleep i'm watching them to i get out the car to
get a cigar they think its sweet because i aint with
my crew the hammer is on me but i don't want beef i
swear to god i'm just passing through i hear him talkin
about my chain so if he go for it what i'm a do can
u feel it can u feel it the time they going to give
me if this n**** try to steal it they think i'm rich
they wany my b**** they want my car they think i'm
a star police is watching they want me to clap and
kill this young boy and screw up my rap i'm hearing
sigel inside my head he telling me chill my eyes is red

Thanks to jasmine