Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing
And i'm suspended in the air floating
Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards
Time to change there mind with force and swords
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
And mobb deep was runnin' shook ones, they was meant for this
And the air force scrambles fighters
Oldest nation on this earth
They're tryin to say that i don't care
Everyday we live and breathe the air
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