I Can Feel It

Sometimes Sometimes you just know You just know, that's all I can feel it coming in the air tonight Hold on I've been waiting for this moment for all my life Hold on, hold on The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger When it was hunger that stopped a nigga from goin' under And you wonder why I pat you on your head and smile Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you, and I hope you can take it Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it Gotta put you on yo' ass to see what it does to you When you stand up, you see that I'm just showin' love to you Other niggas'll put a slug through you, over your ends Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends It's just what you got comin', sometimes you don't know What you askin' for, yet you ask for more Shut the casket door, this one here good as done They thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's gettin' closer I can feel it coming in the air tonight Hold on I've been waiting for this moment for all my life Hold on, hold on I see life through many shades of grays and blacks I could take that and hit 'em with the blazin' tracks When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams It takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams The Devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go I can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion Some of us may do the winnin', but we all do the losin' It's just who does the choosin', is you goin' up or down What have you been provin'? Just that you were a fuckin' clown Been seen the bullshit but never spoke on it ‘Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it I was traded the chance of bein' a child with a father For a talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night – come on I can feel it coming in the air tonight Hold on I've been waiting for this moment for all my life Hold on, hold on There's a lot of shit that I let slide, ‘cause it's outta my hands Lot of niggas I let ride, but it's not in my plans That a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue Full moon, (ah-oo) – the howlin' (Grr) – the growlin', (shh) – the prowlin' Don't know love, can't show love That means you gonna need mo' love than an old thug But hold up, roll up, talkin' out the side of your mouth Is what's gonna let niggas know why you died in your house While they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide But you and I both knew, the truth'll never die Listen, nigga, if you scared, get a dog But be prepared for the mob ‘Cause you dead up in the fog And that's your head by the log I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there This is hell and we're both here, can you feel it? Tell me yeah! I can feel it coming In the air tonight, hold on I've been waiting For this moment for all my life Hold on, hold on