Correction Lyrics It’s In the Air by Uncle Murda

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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***a
It's in the air
It's in the air
It's everywhere
I smell you, n***a
Haha
Snoop, I feel it in the air
West Coast, East Coast, you know the vibes

I used to be a soldier, n***a, I did what I was told
Bossed up, got n***as under me now that I control
Got interrogated for homicides, I ain't never fold
Sold drugs, sold pu**y, ain't never sell my soul
Got shot, shot n***as, 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***as 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***as 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**ker, 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 a** 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 gla** of orange juice, concentrate it
Spraying n***as down with the sucker repellant
So you can smell what I'm smoking and you can see what I'm selling, n***a
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***a
See, 'cause a n***a could hate you so much, right?
But he really love you

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