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touched for free
All the smoke in the air, who supply me? If a real nigga caught it, who buying it
And I need about ten, who sign it? Say money mean

like us to one side cut our pay and tell us that it's a pay rise stick their boot into your throat cut off your air supply
Mama my mama is it true mama

You got what I want, ay, you got what I need, ay, love showing you my love, girl, you're
All that I see, ay, you supply the air to my lungs,

As Arson

Elliott

If They Do

2000

keeps avoiding us
They tempt by distraction we send no reaction keep it simple
I hear a signal coming over us
(The air)
We keep regulations on our

And became dissection specimens once they were inside there
With a steady supply of liquor the poor victims weren't prepared
For easy suffocation by the greedy

air Supply When you See me you Back a live Brooklyn Where She Reside
Cooking mama style In Front of Law Shuck and jive Holding hands Say nothing to Hide

The willows turn to blood might of worked
Sip a little, litter it, love it
Without big beetles trying to sell him
Sunflower seeds by the bucket might of
Tugboat

of air
And the element of water
These are the four elements
Originally, this project was supposed to be one big ass project together
But, because I was

Live at the Tunnel

Cru

Da Dirty 30

1997

but I just supply it now 

y'all used to talk, but you're all quiet now 

You know what it is that really makes it scrape it 

Have a lot of cars,

The black helicopters are coming for me
It's only a matter of time
I'm hunted and haunted by eyes that can see
The blood and the fire and the weight

Dan I customize all the fire
Why you point me to the work and you don't even know who supply it
Mixing up the chemicals baby, I'm Bill Nying
Skrill off

Got hit on the gram
Rip to all them ones
That killing and know it
Rip to all them ones
Got killed by their friends
Rip to all them ones
That fallen from

PEPPERONI CLOUDS FILL UP THE SKY.
WATCHING THE DAYS DRIFT BY.
 
FUNNY HOW IT FEELS
LIKE WE’RE FROZEN INSIDE A PHOTOGRAPH--
DAYS GO ZOOMING BY
WHILE WE HARDLY

an informant. come one deep by myself I be scoring. hit it with the Fentanyl until I get a foreign. wonder why the fens always coming twice. dope so strong I had

go again right, mind the shine like headlights

They want to take my red light, suppress the growth I live by

We can only get high, when life supplies

you've awakened
Every sin I've committed reflects in my death
Left to decay, can you smell me yet?
Take great care of the air supply
Beware nightmares,

There's smoke in the air supply

A doomed obsession, of being second to none
Our good intentions, makes us come undone
Garbled words of reason, under buzz

Troubles on my tail again can't shake it off always by my side
Trapped in this labyrinth no escape no place to hide
Rolling up my worries light them

an instrument that's never played
Like a lion tamer without a chair
Like a city trader without stock or share
Like a diver's tank that's out of air
Like a maze

killing ever single song
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
I supply flows
I defy those standards of my foes
I could cut off your circulation
With a verse

quarter check half a check
Whole check in the air (Hell yeah)
Throw quarter check half a check
Whole check in the air (Hell yeah)

You want bands from

These niggas be mad because
They can't match the pack
I smoke and blow in the air
I'm Trying to Inhale
This is that asthma attack
I'm smoking on thrax
You

then we glisten all Rare
Pain by subscription my drug's right here
I want a bonus and commission Kaysh in the air
Royalties for la Famila we all gone

of borrowed time
So live each day like you may get another ride
And enjoy the air supply
I stretch up at the sky
And shoot a glance across the room