Until all the air bubbles have popped.
I get my cake; i love hip hop
Uptown roamers, and south side riders
And the air force scrambles fighters
Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,
With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there
... materialize her love for one who doesn't care
Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there
Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air
Day and night are my 'posites rare
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air
If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare
Multiple middle fingers in the air
They're tryin to say that i don't care
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