brings my seas to shores, It washes away the sand from our course. Circling through the air, searching through the wind It?s the little things that keep us moving on? Searching through the air
completely avoid all channels of backstepping From the lines of paint on the concrete They reside on Lake Street To the way we close our eyes to sleep And drift through
downtown It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of
the words to a church song But when Big Poppa comes on I'm the first one to sing along (SE) And that's fucked up aint it, living my life in containment Recluse through
buzzin I got to hittin the floor But it was weird, it disappeared and it just was here a minute ago I'm glidin in air Flew through a cloud, while I was
all the walls Thats all they saw [Verse 5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW! [The Game] Hip-Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots The kings
the all the walls Thats all they saw [Verse 5: The Game] Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
trap You can't come back (back) no matter what you do when you fall [Verse One: Gatekeeper] Time and time again life's getting shorter Fear in the air
[Intro:] Sound, vibrations traveling through air or other materials that can be interpreted by the nerves in the ear. (ah) [Eligh] Ha ha as my sound
The only distance between you and I is (the air of the night) [x5] Man oh man oh man I need his love Air is the only thing between us (between us) I
only think of you And you breathe the air that surrounds the every move I run And I never sleep, without endless dream Of love so simple deep Between
Through the ages we have lived and died Kings make war and sages prophescied Somewhere between the first creation and tonight Was a million incarnations
sayin' Half Ounce hoodlums in the house Geah Deadly decisions is what I'm bringin' Be's the problem solver when my revolver starts singin' A thin line between life
s deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I
the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang out Ham a cot, Bad Boy, the black Camelot Raise the price and connect the dots Through life's journies,
