Air Lyrics

A heart ain’t nothin’ but an empty thought to vandalize
A house is not a home when niggas run up in it right? Cold
Was four years old when I saw snow I was super froze
But little did I know my dad was Jack Frost, Cold
Kilos rainin’ white keys while the children are sleepin’
Pop Pop Pop what was that? Just the boogey man creepin’
Mercenaries verse Hail Mary’s
Hell bent on destroying this fuckin’ flame that I found in my heart
The only thing keepin’ me warm
‘Cause niggas get iced for the thought
The weather don’t get cold so they purchase ice when it’s hot
And he sold ice for the profit he needed
To feed me Jasmine, lil Edward, and Ms. Kionna
And it’s so hard to retire when in Lucifer’s tundra
Pop pop rolled with the thunder
Rolled up pop shot my cousin pop dead
Then I heard a voice that said
"Hello San my name is Death"

[Hook]
A heart ain’t nothin’ but an empty though to vandalize
A house is not a home when niggas run up in it right
And they can’t see you sleep cause if they do you’ll surely die
I pray to god that my whole family get away in time
For now just hide away inside

And I sowed a seed on my Christmas list
Whoever did it I wished for some missiles to send
But that’s a sinners seed
So all my enemies can see the entity that’s gotten into me
And shit ain’t getting better ‘cause I hear my cousins in the streets
Niggas rat you out up in these streets just for that cheddar cheese
Pay the toll, to get up in that industry
POP POP POP POP POP wait what was that oh lord Jesus please, uh

But an angel fell for his second chance
Unlike my father and uncle he was the better man
And in a perfect world he may have made the better stand
But this imperfect world can never ever mend a broken man
(Burn) smoke the pain away
A new definition of faded
And I ain’t seen him since so I guess he an apporation
But I still feel chills whenever I hear him sayin’

[Hook]
A heart ain’t nothin’ but an empty though to vandalize
A house is not a home when niggas run up in it right
And they can’t see you sleep cause if they do you’ll surely die
I pray to god that my whole family get away in time
For now just hide away inside

‘Til my body wrapped up in a coffin I'mma keep it cold heart froze so Boston
No matter what that cost him I'mma keep it cold heart froze so Boston
Ice pick sharp flow elusive, niggas ain’t slick ask Pj and Rooster
Came from slave ships now we made it
Blacks shouldn’t run the US but we made it
And I ain’t addin’ fuel to the flame bitch
I just wanna know what my ancestors name is
And maybe lose this anguish
Its useless ain’t it
And I’m a loser whose steaze ain’t something y’all used to
They say my opinions worth - worth less than my shoes
And this industries socialized ‘cause my people just watch the news
And niggas can’t pay they bills of they fuckin’ political views
Now its afghan spiritual hues of green
You know what I mean?
‘Cause that all American dreams the almighty pyramid scheme but
What he don’t know won’t hurt him
And if he know what they know they’ll murk him
And this hurts him ‘cause his granddad couldn’t afford a surgeon
But he was serving us and when they needed him they didn’t see worth in us
Matter of fact they deemed him worthless
Now he dead so that makes yall murderous
And I used to think it’s in god we trust
Now I know it’s what’s in y’alls interest
Like being a black man wasn’t hard enough
I see why ma was hard on us
Promise we ain’t terrorists even though it seem like we terrorize
It’s hard for you to make an angel smile
When you look at us through the devils eyes

Air Q&A

Who produced Air's ?

Air was produced by Max Weinstein.

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