Feel it in the Air

[Intro] My Spider senses is tingling Feel something, got my radars up [Verse 1] Something going on, I feel funny can't tell me nuttin' different My nose twitching Intuition setting in like Steve vision I still close my eyes, I still see visions Still hear that voice in the back of my mind So what I do, I still take heed, I still listen I still paint that perfect picture I still shine bright like a prism My words still skipping through air I know you can't, don't, won't get it You niggas chose to ride that ship, sunk with it I'm still afloat, I ain't the captain of the yacht but I'm on the boat I ain't acting what I'm not knowing that I don't You niggas acting like you will but I know you won't I read between the lines of your eyes to your brows Your handshake ain't matching your smile Ah-ah, you niggas foul [Hook] I can feel it in the air I can feel it in the air I can feel it in the air I can hear it in your voice I can feel it in the air [Verse 2] I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at hammers Ready to go bananas Two vests on me, two techs, extra clips on me I know my mind ain't playing tricks on me I ain't skitz homey Ain't no body drop a nick on me It's like they tryna plot a set on me I hear this voice in the back of my mind Like mack tighten up your circle before they hurt you Read they body language Eighty five percent communication non-verbal Eighty five percent swear they know you Ten percent you know they story, man the other five Time'll show you, just know you Then pull they strings, you the puppet master Fuck them other bastards Man watch who you puffing after Play your cards, go against all odds Shoot for the moon, if you miss You still amongst those stars [Hook] [Verse 3] Can you feel it, can you feel it floating Without picture quoting, scriptures from Revelation Talk shit and got the devil waiting Body get stiff, so levitate Why do I speak blasphemy Knowing one day that he'll ask for me Ask for my sins, no one'll feel his wrath for me I go through it, so you wouldn't do it after me As for me, I'm still circling the block before I'm parking Not bitching, I'm just still cautious Same black parka, same uzi, extra clips, still clapping with that same larking Damn I feel it in the air you not sincere Nigga it ain't an us or we or I'mma thing It's a good/bad karma thing This a song man of honor sing I swear I feel something honestly [Hook]