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letra de air it out - s!rius black

verse 1:

welcome to the game, just checking in
my left hand cold as my right hand, handle god, handle all defense
on the rise, born star, shining, make you wince
on a trip, travel far, never leave the crib
still sip brew, f-ck the law, that’s the heat in him
fired up, fire up the bud, fire in the whip
hot box, hit the box raw, i’ll be honest, sh-t
times is feeling two pc, dial up my kin
tell em cop a couple tabs, cop a couple caps
pop em, popping off, i’m finna blast, often in my bag
two toned in effect, two veeky in the fit
tunes in the tubes full of b-ss, bumping hits
since the womb dealing rays, in the womb is my kid
the wolves in the woods and my wood near her cl-t
hey mama, oh you wanna dance with the kid
no problem, give her what she want and she good

hook:

you should know what you care about
those problems, we can air it out
on a rise, don’t you ever doubt
cool vibes, sitting on a cloud
cause i know what you care about
go pro, know you hear me now
two aware, join me on the ride
two raw, shimmy shimmy ya (shimmy ya)

verse 2:

i’m at your door like it’s ups
know i’ve never been scared, so this is at the best
a cold world and it never stop
good kid, mad kid, black kid in a white cl-ss
who’s the bad kid? ask them
i was selling drugs in the bathroom
i was getting blown, headed home on the bus, nude phone pic
beating peter down, petered out while he leaking out
matter fact, none of that is true or am i in denial? f-ck it
squares swimming on my tongue, swimming in the nile
h-llo crocodile, been a while, sun dial, time’s up
drop a dime, i never give a dime up, lined up
sorry what’s your name? don’t remind us
(oh lordy)
boy i came for a good time
(whoa brodie)
roll buds, f-ck the one times
(oh lordy)
dust settles round the chalk line
k!ll em all, k!ll em off, don’t talk

(repeat hook)

verse 3:

last verse going bonkers
more informed for my conscious thinkers
don’t down my thesis when i turn around shouting that i’m jesus
never p-ss, puff puff puff, i ain’t talking reese’s
surrounded by no weak links
all gang, hang with the gang, that’s a lazy thing
treat it like the wayans so we all eating
wall-e ing, last man on earth so appalling
kong leading, you prawns seasoned
bomb designed with the atoms that we all feeling
i drop codes on the game cause they all cheating
pen bleating, paper get abused, line after line
we victorious
warriors, lay it down with my brain just to f-ck it up in your speakers
with no weakness, don’t speak this
you ain’t got the time, ain’t no peak to this so do no speak to this
cause

(repeat hook)

- srius black

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