Songtexte:
James Last Air

1] The air is leaving here It's getting hard to breathe, I'm choking [Matthew 13:22] The fracture was innocent A miniature compromise that exploded [James

cats bail Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real [Ghostface] A pair of bright phat yellow Air Max

freak like Rick James sex in rangers parked on dangerous blocks you like it when the strangers watch im looking out for cops you a girl with no fear people put ya hands in the air

Island ferryboat cats bail Fresh cellies, 50 thief up in the city We banned for life, Apollo kids live to spit the real A pair of bright phat yellow air

Put your brother in an air lock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on niggas madder than james evans

[James Nichols from Bowling for Columbine] Them people, law enforcement, if you want to call them that were here and they were shaking in their shoes.

Musta Least Changed Another And Then That Bitch Creeped [Chorus:] Sex, Drugs, Money, And Murder Should Be The Last One That You Ever Heard Of Should Be The Last

chop off ya arm If you weak for the gun, kill it, collection Mommy do this long time like a barn veteran Like screech and pac man or james bond Also

state of mind real far from hip hop? Why vote republican if you black? Why build more jails, less schools 'cuz we under attack? Why I keep the four pound in the air