Rachael Wrzeszcz - In The Air lyrics

*Instrumental* [Verse 1] [Riley St. Amand] He's the grave, you see, in your dreams He's the set, the floor, you bet he ain't seen He knows, he heard, you outside of here Thinking you know, just what, to do and not stare He's getting k**ed, not feared, he thought he'd arrived sooner But no, and I guess, but with wounds he thinks he's cooler (ha) He don't, repeat, himself twice He's gotta go, maybe see, what's been causin' them fights Ya know? [Hook] [Riley St. Amand] I need it cause I want more don't steel it, I feel you k** it It's a competition, calm addition, I call addiction I hear you yet I fear you cause yeah I'm chill, I know you k** it It's a nine edition, fine ambition, I run admission But do you think I care? [Verse 2] [Riley St. Amand] Singing, and dancing, but there ain't no music Thinking, and planning, and making himself sick He's gotta run, to the alley, to get that cash But instead, shoot em' dead, run away real fast He couldn't say why, but he, didn't need the money Smokin', just made, this man real happy But, don't worry, he did not care All he knew, was the things, that he put in the air He shows [Hook] [Riley St. Amand] I need it cause I want more don't steel it, I feel you k** it It's a competition, calm addition, I call addiction I hear you yet I fear you cause yeah I'm chill, I know you k** it It's a nine edition, fine ambition, I run admission But do you think I care? [Bridge] [Riley St. Amand] You're goin' right back in line But now you're runnin' out of time You think about it all through the night You lie when you say that it's all alright Figure it out and then you know I'm right (Yeah... Alright) Figure it out and then you know I'm right [Verse 3] [Riley St. Amand] No need to worry I'll still shout Quit it with the whinin' and do not pout Fill it up, drink it up Spit it out, run on out Cut it out, any day now But everyday I'll admit we allowed to be aloud Quit tryna hide, don't be a coward I ain't bein' sour I'm just bein' hour'd I can't even see you let's turn on the power I'm lookin' at you downward Wonderin' "when's the last time you even took a shower?" I may be young and I may be weak But at least I don't make a release every week Take your time, please don't try to go freak Or you better go seek for a seeker to seek Or if you don't I will try to go peek-ity-peek Feet to feet, feet to beat You don't need to be taller if you wanna smoke weed But I ain't no fighter, and I ain't gonna sight her I rule to my own rules don't be a fool Try to be cool yet you ain't go to school You tellin' me you skip it to go smoke smoke smoke? You gonna get caught bein' right around the road Why don't y'all kids want some education? The police gonna catch you and you gettin' taken You wanna be just like us but you don't even cuss Smokin' ain't your style, never ever ever was You too young to be smokin' 'round here Even you're age should go take some fear You should rap it up, go home, make a rap Don't fap, don't clap, but try to talk really fast You sin your own prayers, but you got nothin' to lose You seem to not care, that's alright but don't stare Guess what? 'Round here we don't try to share I understand, man you think this is all unfair I'm just doin' you a favor cause smoke's in the air (Oh) [Verse 4] [Rachael Wrzeszcz] This isn't funny anymore Go ahead and knock on my door You think it's funny no one's there? Because I'm in my room no one cares You always bring a flare, in the night Crawl in my window, perhaps cause some fright No I really really really don't care I just find it funny how 2nd hand smoke's in the air [Verse 5] [Riley St. Amand and Rachael Wrzeszcz] Take it Then drop it Then stomp it Then leave it This isn't your life I'm trying to fill you in Your conscience is here Boy this is a sin You're like a kid with gun Who misbehaves My attitude changed Guess you can't go and blaze Take it from your mother's wallet Try to hide it in your pocket Don't go far and try to lock it This is your one chance to blow it like you don't care Don't follow me there Cause boy It's in the air [Hook] [Riley St. Amand] I need it cause I want more don't steel it, I feel you k** it It's a competition, calm addition, I call addiction I hear you yet I fear you cause yeah I'm chill, I know you k** it It's a nine edition, fine ambition, I run admission But do you think I care? [Verse 6] [Riley St. Amand] You rhyme like you get it from Rhymezone It ain't good but I'm still mind-blown Here you can take this and take a blow I'm just surprised you're making this a scene of a show Don't hope when you can't even know The outcome of in your favor seems fairly low Come on backstage and we'll have some coke But warnin' you, right after we'll have to go Is it worth the money? Is it worth the doe? Is it worth it though? Tell me so! I really just wanna see you get thrown Because you stole, all because you stole Ain't no one here a fool Damn you are such a tool They can't conceal the hate, you got what's comin' it's fate Go on without me don't wait Just keep headin' straight 'Til you see the sirens behind ya Man they ain't just gonna fine ya You ain't just gonna go in confinement Man this is more than an a**ignment Blame me, hate me You got what was comin' to you, don't you see? Ain't no one out here free Especially not you You're one of the few Who like to smoke around the block No one appreciates your age gettin' high *"high" echoes* You just live a lie Give up on it and you won't die It may seem relieving at first I understand You may got it all at first, a plan But with it already in the air It burns not only there, but in there And it's forever never to recover So a word to your mother and a cure right under [Bridge] You're goin' right back in line But now you're runnin' out of time You think about it all through the night You lie when you say that it's all alright Figure it out and then you know I'm right (Yeah... Alright) Figure it out and then you know I'm right [Verse 7] [Rachael Wrzeszcz and Riley St. Amand] We can't even try to revolutionize These kids really don't know what's right I swear, in a song we've done our best Yet the kids at home won't do the rest They'll go out there and say one more (That's what they do) They'll go out there and say one more (It stays in the air)