MEF - Feel It In The Air Remix lyrics

They tell you ever lie is white Thats why I don't trust officers on sight End up running for my life End up with a gun charge I was just outside, wasn't doing harm A young lying broad Made officers alarmed and ared Ready to k** a n***a who just got a new born He don't sweat it though, he got money yo He hardly smoke, this guy name Joe What you know My brother sentenced to jail, been about 8 years since I seen him Gotta post bail (free G-Brim), remember sirens Seeing my pop Officers and him verbally fighting Now after all that bullsh** he says keep writing, education first Since my brith, man this life a curse We should live in reverse Me dead, him alive Just because I felt like I was apart of his d**h Like it was homicide, I want suicide Better yet I want an officers life Feeling like, I can make a difference Feeling like, its my decision Good or bad ending, hero meet villian Now I see past the cieling Criminal to victim, crown lifting Then again I'm just a Dickinson clown Around my city Put more attention in music and they forget me Out here chasing benji's for a bentley And these hoes just messing with n***as And sometimes messing around is why we pull triggers Why don't you take a scalpel and split a real n***a Or take a chainsaw to my head and be a head splitter Didn't know she do me like that Sex for breakfast,Lies for lunch, and Money for dinner b**h was a trickster Thrown my heart in a mixture of lies Thought it was truth but it feel the same Thats my allaby Who cares about your side I got different stories But only understood by God I was waiting to die Now I'm counting how long I can surive In this cold world when it feel like thermal outside.... Should I be Sub-Zero and slide Or be Scorpion to prove I won't hide Could you understand what I feel inside Rapping in this room The world changing its costume A mess that can't be cleaned and broomed Just blow up like boom I'm officially an underdog, that's the old news Women who f** with me, gave me trust issues Keeping it real, anyway I feel Believe it or not, the truth is ugly You fake dummies should be silence like mummies So keeping it real, always stays in the deal But voodoo is the trick when you can't lead sh** Love to party, till your new born in a crypt Through it all I stood high Never thought I could fly But I know a snake can only rattle Then scadadle, a snitch can get stich if they tattle And anyone can die in the heat of battle So its all on you to feel the presence in the air Or fight the whole world, tackle to tackle..... Get stuck in shackels A sinner take a look at the bible A saint sins like there's no tomorrow.... Maybe we ain't living Maybe we just dying for the souls we borrow Tomato To-mato Its all the same from a perspective Choose a side Biggie, 2Pac, or Easy-E No matter what you say, they became MC's And I'm willing to fight for mine N-O-T-H-I-N-G Is what you get.... If you don't do a single thing,peace