It's in The Air - Snoop Dogg feat Jane Handcock & Uncle Murda
Yeah
I need somethin' from David Ruffin right now
Where you at, David?
Kick some sh_t for me, cuh
It's in the air
Yeah
It's everywhere
Haha
Yeah
Uncle Murda
I know you with me, n_gga
It's in the air
It's in the air
It's everywhere
I smell you, n_gga
Haha
Snoop, I feel it in the air
West Coast, East Coast, you know the vibes
I used to be a soldier, n_gga, I did what I was told
Bossed up, got n_ggas under me now that I control
Got interrogated for homicides, I ain't never fold
Sold drugs, sold p_ssy, ain't never sell my soul
Got shot, shot n_ggas, I been through all that sh_t
Wanted Jordans back when my mama couldn't afford them sh_ts
Watching her struggle made me not wanna be a civilian
Acquired the finer things in life by being a villain
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 n_ggas might not be there for you when you need them
You gon' find out who is who when you fighting for your freedom
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
That's why I do this sh_t, thought y'all n_ggas knew this sh_t
If I can't put food on they table, I'ma start shooting sh_t
It's in the air
It's everywhere
Said, it's in the air
It's in the air
It's everywhere
Ooh
Let me in this motherf_cker, Murda
When yo-yonder, we ponder, slip raindrops
Sh_t 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
Look into my eyes 'til your pupils dilate
And if you really want that smoke, then I must annihilate
Fly away with no one
'Pon my return, I'm on one
Which leads me to plead the fifth
On the sixth and the seventh, I was blowing an eighth
On the ninth and the tenth, I was back in LA
On the eleventh and the twelfth, I was in the UK
Ask anybody, regulate it
Separate it
A tall glass of orange juice, concentrate it
Spraying n_ggas down with the s_cker repellant
So you can smell what I'm smoking and you can see what I'm selling, n_gga
It's in the air
It's everywhere
It's in the air
It's everywhere
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 n_gga
See, 'cause a n_gga could hate you so much, right?
But he really love you