Lyrics:
on a mission
They hooked, we supply the addiction
Only multiplyin' addition, no division
Drive the coldest edition, exotic bud twistin'
Got it out the mud
with grace carried him to a safe place
"What have u done?!"
Vayu got so angry stopped the supply of all wind and air
Animals humans ALL getting choked
They see you with your mood on (mood on)
Kickin' the air with
These muh-fuckin' Louboutins (yeah)
VS1 diamonds on me, they got the scoop
(scoop)
the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow
The highest caliber make it a night to remember like Shalamar
Then escape to Havana with Assata I do what I gotta
Planes get shot down in Cuban air
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
chocolate... had to hold my own.., an be big boy strong..., build da factory..., fullfill they need.., supply and demand..., now im in demand..., gotta stack
the whole city popping
Air Force One we mobbing
Met a bitch the other day
Say she go both ways (Me too)
Heard them niggas think I'm crazy
Told that nigga
a cycle
Supply the feed for free
All I need for you to see is
Your energy breaks up the pieces
Your screaming pleads disturb the ears
I just need your hand
jalne de (Brr)
Got what i need, get what i want
Utna supply, jitna demand
Sar ke uper tere jaise udhar
Unchi udan , jaise viman (Yaah)
Mai up in
steppin' thowin'
His 6 in the air to Hotel
Like he wasn't tellin' his girl
It don't get no better
Like he wasn't in his hood
Talkin' about "im a hustla"
That
Kafka's on the Shore and my Head's in the Treetops
Plastic in my Straws, but campaign to save the Ewoks
Dres over Biggie, Air Max over Reeboks
how we should be together
"When should we go out?", I replied 'whenever'
Told her my goals, told her all of my dreams
Told her about my album and all
it's a coup
Just pull it up, you know I come through
New album, mark the date
Piece you up and serve you on a plate
Just copped the supply crate
Balling,
when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'
Georgia, we shinin
Deeper than petroleum jelly, we in the air like conversations
on celly and just appear like stretch marks on bellies
after givin birth you
tempting web that I can't tear
Let me feel your touch I want to feel it bare
Overwhelm me with you 'til I gasp for air
Don't wanna leave your clutch
Thirty seven thousand feet, broken in a heartbeat
This air supply, an elixir
To the sea, the singing sands
This air supply, an elixir
Late
the U-S- Impe
Massive land grab to kill all who resists
30, 000 Have suffered by his bloody hands
The conditions become right for a proletarian
Rev
The 3
South Baton Rouge, sellin' cocaine
Don't you feel the love in the air?
Don't you smell the drugs in the air?
When you come to Colombia
When you come
Everyone's hands in the air now lets get down
Shout out to the weekend
Stumbling around campus going ham at all the parties
Shout out to the frat house
That
gonna smoke
Getting high up off the trees she never felt this way before
Plenty vibes we could supply just bring a friend and let her toke
Nigga high up
Praising my savior all the day long
Today my fear is gone Love is in the air and I have a Stable Mind
Today is a good day to praise him
Today is a Good day
ain't the
Niggaz that a nigga need
Shit a be gone in
NO TIME
I'll supply whatever it is
That a nigga need Yea the
Block keep a
DOPE LINE
I do not need
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