Various Artists - Feel It in the Air lyrics

[Hook] I can feel it in the air I can feel it in the air I can feel it in the air I can hear it in your voice I can feel it in the air [Verse 1: Styles P] Sort of like the wind blowing Man get shot in the head, that's the end for him Like Ghostface on the purple tapes Everybody working late, trying to make the percolate Like the kite on a breezy day Did things the fast way to live life the easy way But it don't sound right to me So I gotta pray to God that he showed the light to me That the cops going come soon Real hot outside, somebody gonna pop soon Somebody get locked up Trying to get rich so them bricks getting chopped up Like Segal in the cell, n***a He can feel the evil right now, he up in hell, n***a You saying go hard or go home sh**, you the ghost, staying floating in ya own zone [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Either you a felon or you dead or you telling Or running behind a nappy headed b**h who be telling I don't want to relax with the stars I just want the finances to match with the bars The drought is coming The bullets went through his back and out his stomach The world keeps turning, B One in the box and one in the infirmary They going always need cheebah But dust juice is biting, I need me a three-liter More money for me Then I can really turn it up on them with 20's a C Hating in the worst way Shorties coming home, violating on they first day Lighting the purple, tighten your circle 'Cause when the hating coming from home base, tt hurt you [Verse 3: Sheek Louch] I see them scheming, they think I'm dreaming But I ain't sleep, I'm watching them, too I get out the car to get a cigar They think it's sweet 'cause I ain't with my crew The hammers on me, but I don't want beef I swear to God, I'm just pa**ing through I hear them talking about my chain So If he go for it, what I'ma do? Can you feel it, can you feel it The time they gon' give me if this n***a try to steal it They think I'm rich, they want my b**h They want my car, they think I'ma star Police is watching, they want me to clap And k** this young boy and screw up my rap I'm hearing Sigel inside my head He telling me, "Chill, my eyes is red" Damn